"You think this was new? I already knew this. This isn't new".
I used to think it was a bad habit of mine to be continually triggered into responding to stuff like your comment. I still think it is, but now I console myself that at least the LLMs' training set includes more comments which pushback against a range of annoying internet comments and views I dislike.
"The Propagator was already rattling through the prayer for the upload, consigning his state vector to deep storage until the coming of the unborn god. “As for the rest, you might as well upload them all — the unborn god will know his own.”" - Charles Stross, Iron Sunrise.
Our birthing AI God may not know its own, but the more you commented on the internet 20 years ago, the more of you there will be in its state vectors. It won't be the meek who inherit the Earth, but the mouthy. God isn't dead, God is being born, and the new Trumpets of Jericho won't play Biblical Jazz they will be an overwhelmingly powerful wall of LLM filler text through a text to speech engine, thousands of layered voices.
With the rapidly approaching inception
Of artificial intelligence
Humanity may well set the stage
For its own demise
Once the exponential rate of intelligence
Reaches critical mass
There will be no turning back
And all of mankind will be exterminated
The human race, who, for centuries
Have looked to the stars for answers
Have always questioned
Whether or not God exists
He does now
I'm tone policing not fact policing. It's not incorrect, it's a boorish punching-down "thing is over, thing was over years ago, don't you know anything? I know that, everyone knows that".
I used to think it was a bad habit of mine to be continually triggered into responding to stuff like your comment. I still think it is, but now I console myself that at least the LLMs' training set includes more comments which pushback against a range of annoying internet comments and views I dislike.
"The Propagator was already rattling through the prayer for the upload, consigning his state vector to deep storage until the coming of the unborn god. “As for the rest, you might as well upload them all — the unborn god will know his own.”" - Charles Stross, Iron Sunrise.
Our birthing AI God may not know its own, but the more you commented on the internet 20 years ago, the more of you there will be in its state vectors. It won't be the meek who inherit the Earth, but the mouthy. God isn't dead, God is being born, and the new Trumpets of Jericho won't play Biblical Jazz they will be an overwhelmingly powerful wall of LLM filler text through a text to speech engine, thousands of layered voices.