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A.I. Not Unlike the Arrival of an Alien Intelligence

I played with the natural language AI open access ChatGPT a bit, and last week posted a poem it was able to write on a subject I previously wrote about “Playing Catch”.   Additionally I asked the AI to analyze poems, and to explain scientific discoveries.  The program was able to represent emotion, and be creative in producing the poem.

Also with respect to analyzing a poem, ChatGPT was able to understand and represent very well the thoughts behind a poem I wrote, including nuances which I would expect to be hidden from a rules-based engine evaluating creative writing.   Thoughts which were as much subconscious as well as conscious when written were revealed… this is both intriguing and scary.

I think of the rapid emergence of AI to be much like the arrival of an Alien Species to Earth.   I would be incredibly excited about what an Alien lifeform would bring us in terms of science, technology and insight about the universe we live in… and at the same time…  I would be extremely worried about the intention and the compassion or lack of compassion of an alien intelligence.

I would not expect an alien species nor AI to want to subjugate the human race, as it would likely have evolved beyond the exploitation of lifeforms just as we have moved beyond slavery as an economic model.   However, power and preminance is something which could be assumed, as we would be viewed is weaker in so many ways.  Would a more advanced technology / intelligence look to exploit our weaknesses?  Or rather enhance our strengths?  Also, would our very human need for power, seek to exploit advanced technology and intelligence for personal power and wealth over others of our race?  Most assuredly, as it is clear we have not advanced sufficiently to be mostly an altruistic, compassionate and social species… and as was noted by P.T. Barnum… “there’s a sucker born every minute.”   

So maybe, it would be best to be cautious about how we approach and use this very alien capability… which we invented, and is evolving fast.

How very interesting!

When the Moon is Nigh

When the moon is nigh and
the tides roll in covering
the jumble and the mess
and the winds are calm
then the  loveliness of
light reflects and ripples.

There is no reason
to not trust the calm
dark and cool sea,
but as the tide recedes
we see it is not so smooth
and it is hiding much.

And further out we go,
the more the wind blows
the sea suddenly rages
and love and respect finds
no home as the mess will
stir and churn with a storm.

For only the moon and
the winds of pressure
change the nature of
this sea, as we wait
impatiently for it to decide
what it should be.

 

Everything is Beautiful

“Any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.”
― Homer, The Iliad

Hazards everywhere and yet we don’t see,
beauty and grace everywhere, also unseen.
The world turns one way, time unrelenting,
moments like motes of dust in the sunlight,
come, they go, they know not where from here.

The sunset is beautiful you say, as we gaze upon
the light refracted in the dust and haze, and you
too are beautiful in the light at each days end,
and in the youth of each day and those to come,
and so tell me again of what you’ve planned…

For we will never be here again,
no matter what we might pretend.
In the mote of this moment we are alive
moving and changing, and everything is
beautiful because we are and we know.

 

 

Duped

When it happens, and we find out we’ve been duped,
into believing in a saviour who sold us our own fears.
Will we call it false, and a lie, and deny it happened?
Or might we have the humility to know ourselves and speak truth?
Will we move beyond the fears unfounded and threats imagined?
Or dig deeper into the morass of our own ignorance and hate?
To avoid knowing we had been duped by a man in a gold tower.
Who told us we were exceptional, as long as we were his,
who used the levers of power, for more power, and wealth.
Whose disciples now seek to reign over the doors to our fears.
These the duping doors are tragically still open.

 

Sunflowers

Sunflower’s careful keepers tend
fields of yellow not yet knowing
experience of evil eastern wind.

But the winds come hard, relentless.
Children flee, father’s stand, resist
unheralded brave most are nameless.

Investing in a future more free
for their children, for future
generations will rebuild, you’ll see.

The soil may be bloodied by those who remain
but the future skies above will be free and blue
and below the yellow flowers will reign again.

The Blue and Yellow, an example for all to see
that freedom isn’t free, it is paid for by
patriots who believe and sacrifice for you and me.

In solidarity with Ukraine!

 

 

 

 

 

March 1st

March 1st

March and it feels like seasonal grid-lock
To the East each morning black birds flock
I know it could all just fade to white
For there was no answer in the night
Nor in the day when blue chases the gray
And these words have no clue, no sway
Other than the thought loud in my head
Maybe I should have just stayed in bed
Hoping the bear hibernates a while longer
Until we are much wiser and bit stronger