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 |  ~ in the neck is low tech, through the heart is high art ~ |
| While I should not encourage it, I asked AI to tell me a secret, & I got this: The clouds have a secret language, and on quiet Sundays like today, they whisper stories to the wind. I was brought up to have good manners, so I thanked the transparent AI assistant & requested three more secrets. They are oddly similar: The stars twinkle in code, and if you watch closely, you'll decipher the universe's hidden messages. The trees have a secret network, sharing wisdom and stories through their roots, and they're always whispering ancient truths. The sunsets have a secret palette, painting the sky with colors that only reveal themselves to those who gaze with wonder. These secrets share some syntax, there’s a pattern, a try, for poetry, or whimsy, or depth. I sent my thanks for art-ificial secrets & said goodbye, & still I fear the secret life of AI.  |
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