Thank you. I think many of us are experiencing this time of death throes and birth pangs just the way you so beautifully express it here. Truly grateful for your deep seeing.
So beautiful and hopeful. Thank you. I’ve been grieving what appears to be the slow loss of an old and dear friend to a spiraling, swallowing addiction to ChatGPT. This too seems to be a part of the death throes, this push to allow all that is sacred about human creativity to be aggregated and mashed up by this dark machine and fed back to us like sugared slop…hogs at a trough of dopamine awaiting slaughter; Homo Sapiens Artificialis splintering off from Homo Sapiens Naturalis. I clutch what is left of ground and spirit as if all of life depends on it. Thank you for hanging on with me.
Thank you. I think many of us are experiencing this time of death throes and birth pangs just the way you so beautifully express it here. Truly grateful for your deep seeing.
So beautiful and hopeful. Thank you. I’ve been grieving what appears to be the slow loss of an old and dear friend to a spiraling, swallowing addiction to ChatGPT. This too seems to be a part of the death throes, this push to allow all that is sacred about human creativity to be aggregated and mashed up by this dark machine and fed back to us like sugared slop…hogs at a trough of dopamine awaiting slaughter; Homo Sapiens Artificialis splintering off from Homo Sapiens Naturalis. I clutch what is left of ground and spirit as if all of life depends on it. Thank you for hanging on with me.