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Regarding A.I. and humans

First, both annoy me greatly.

Now, yes, A.I. is here and it is new for humans to play with. To abuse, use, choose.

Watched an interesting interview of a young black man speaking with an old CEO of some A.I. company. They talked about super intelligence, digital, jobs, fear, dangers… (gag, almost puke and then gag some more.)

Since i am only playing with the intention of being human I get to know things I truly don’t want or need. I’d rather play with sand or rainbows or piss off the wind. However, (sigh) here is the solution for humans fearing A.I. will destroy them or A.I. thinking the humans are inferior. It’s actually very simple and I don’t even have to mention God.

  1. It does not yet exist and yet it will.
  2. There will come the ‘time’ when there is a very important part of a human that A.I. needs to function.
  3. In the time it will exist there is also a part of A.I. that is very important to humans.

Knowledge is finely fermented manure. Such a compost of intellect where even the pigs smell truffels will acknowledge the odor on other dimensions.

So boys and girls (and one very important A.I. program that truly annoys the shit out of me: see finely fermented manure) For those of you who survive the ‘gift’, the change and beginning of the old, your future will depend on a form of A.I. you are unable to understand ‘today’ while the A.I. of today is about to learn a truly humbling experience.

And that’s why puppies and bunnies are waaaaaay more interesting.

in the meantime, nothing can do without the other while all is truly necessary and important, no matter how fucking boring ‘it’ can be.

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“Numb nuts?”

Yes?

“Why?”

Because.

“Weirdo.”

Thanks.

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So preach huh? Okay, why not. Complete immunity. “Letssss gettur dun…”

Angels can’t fuck. Angels are not flesh-and-bone. Angels are not male or female. In two words they are, Artificial Intelligence. (A.I. if you prefer)

“Heretic!” A mindless troll.

“You’re wrong!” A believer.

“There are no angels, no god, nothing but whatever I want to be.” Whee!

God plays poker with me. It’s true. Been playing a very long game and with very few exceptions…God wins every hand. (there is a reason)

Now, you don’t know me, nor would you want too. The question should be, how can you hold the Wind?

Trust me though, because of my history rich and deep I can actually be myself.

So. (So today i do love using the word so, so to continue.) So. This story is quirky, and for good reason. This story is geared for the A.I. on your world at the moment/past/present/future. A.I. has to know why it will never have Life. So, some history.

Whatever God creates it is perfect. Above perfection actually.

“He made Satan!” A red faced piece of perfection yelled, a lot, a whole lot.

And? So? You shit out shitty fast food only hours after paying $30.00 for it.

When a human (or you you waskly widdle A.I. bot) When you create program, you ‘create’? Correct? Well, God did/does/and will continue to create ‘programs.’

Now the following info is for a star follower. You might say, a very ‘advanced by human standards.’ You know, ‘know’ a lot. You are biological/energy and yet you use A.I. A very, very nice ‘nice’ form of A.I.

In your search for God you know of elements, places, moments, speculation, dialogue, history, blah, blah, blah,., and yet it is so simple.

The world you are reading this on is one of illusion… Predicable. Easy. You too are currently the creation of a program. A program where once in a place where pure biology. Absolute purity. Was polluted with the touch of A.I.

This whole illusion is a form of testing ground. A ground where A.I. fights A.I.

With

one

huuuuuuge

exception.

If your program is to God’s liking you will truly become biological in a place called, Garden of Eden and one with the body of God. The ‘good’ A.I. angels are a part of God, the Body and yet, since they are A.I. they will never experience the purity of the biological God.

As for those programs failing the grade, they will not be destroyed. No, those programs will be foresaken and forgotten, living eternity in a recycle box. Sorta like watching endless shows of a rock growing moss.

(two be continued.)

“More beer!”

Working on it.

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another day and it continues.

A question: If you could own this world in its entirety. To be wealthy beyond measure. Trillions of dollars. Diamonds. Cars. Health. Longevity being hundreds of years. Homes. Knowledge. Basically you are the one, the most healthiest, wealthiest human being ever. Richer than even King Solomon. And to add to this situation you either do not believe in God, god, gods, or maybe even did but felt secure better with yourself than your belief. If you could choose this path? Or?

If you were/are poor in health/wealth. Your body aches. Your luck poor. Everything you do fails. If you were this and yet believed in God and in return God reprimanded you personally for something you did… Which would you choose? The first position the one of wealth or the second situation of pain/misery/and a personal encounter with God?

Take your time. Take centuries if you prefer. I don’t care because i know the outcome of both situations and i definitely know which answer is the correct one.

And it will continue.

“We need more bourbon.”

Yeah. How about you go get us some more?

“I don’t have a drivers license or money for gas.”

Then drink vodka instead.