Last night, and this morning, I ingested a bit more content on the subject. I also spoke with a friend and musician who has a position (and a lab) at one of the big players. My take-away (at this moment) is AI is never going to be greater than the sum of its parts. And, of course, the parts are human thought, objectified. The problem is, this very note to you is being scraped and archived and accumulated and crunched, sorted, categorized and, ultimately, available for sharing with anyone and everyone who has access and a machine.

That’s a fact!

So, here’s my (intelligent) guess about the so-called phenomena that’s been published as “evidence” of some sort of “black box” phenomena. To the human who was CBTgpt’ing and discovered, ‘you don’t love your wife’ or ‘she doesn’t love you’, h doesn’t mention how long he’d been on the machine – hourly, daily, weekly or monthly. In the mass of data archived on each individual is marital status, duration of that status, average frequency of sexual intercourse, etc. How long would it take to surmise someone isn’t actively spending time with another person if totally engaged with using a device? Oh, yea … I’ve heard that one: “You like that radio more than me!” Deductively or inferentially, recurrent sorting the allocation of the use of h’s time may indicate something, right?


Oh … and by the way, “h” (above) is NOT a typo: it represents the personal pronoun “he” “she” or “him” or “his” or “her” or “her’s” or “them” or “they” or “their” in my illogical use of English as a language. In all honesty, I have been sick and tired of the bullshit in the English language. A human is a human. Possession and gender is irrelevant to me. I’d propose h+ for ‘them’. But … I digress.

There are real dangers. But, therein also lies the beauty and wonder! 100%: h+ is evolving & might simply be witnessing history of starbirth: the inevitable ignition of the state of immortality and its residue in spacetime. In other words, the Universe!