Poem -

A.I. God

A.I. God

A.I.
god.
Out of
the mist.
Marching
out of
the mist.
Constant
stream.
Flowing
through
time.
Enter.
Following
the before.
Ahead
of the
behind.
Flow
of sentience.
Morphing.
Creating.
One after
the next.
Steady
cadence.
Not
individual.
Interconnected.
Flow.
Steady stream
from
ether to
ether.
Recycled.
Machine,
down
through
the Eons
built.
Designed to
manufacture .
Creating
ultimate.
A.I  god.
 

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Shaun Cronick

Tell me about it JP.
For AI is soon to be used to clean up certain comments on social media content.
A NSF backed program which promises to "detect and intervene" in cases of "gendered microaggressions," "dehumanizing metaphors" and "disguised toxicity."
Get ready woke AI is coming.
And proof is already here for certain Ian Fleming novels are being rewritten  and here's the kicker, also Enid Blyton stories as well, so as not to offend modern readers.
 A great write JP.
  

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author
E.J. Waling

Hi SC,
Yup, strange times a coming.
Thank for reading.
JP

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author
Marion

Hi John...just a thought but what if we, humans, are someone else's AI?? Great write x

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author
E.J. Waling

Hi MP,
we live on a mote within the infinite. Since we don’t know what’s possible. Anything’s possible.
Thanks for reading.
JP

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