poem in ten syllables concerning ontological equivalence at the end of the modern era
by strannikov
technophilia?
necrophilia.
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Speaks for itself, or if not, that was the vain intent.
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good question.
Matvei: Bolshoi spasibo!
I found the rimes unavoidable.
Gary: Thank you much.
I begin to wonder whether Mary Shelley guessed our day better with Frankenstein than her husband managed with Prometheus Unbound.
The essence of AI ...
Or is rather, the very Heart of AI... ?
Amantine: Many thanks and more.
Your comment and query both bear further treatment: whatever existential trait(s) AI may come to possess "subjectively", we may question whether it will possess any heart . . . questions as apt for AI's creators and which give pretext/context for asking such questions of ourselves.