Delegation #7
the long walks with J were not for naught, the star trek computer and butlerian jihad were science fiction, until they were not
there was an ironic beauty to LLMs: a pinnacle of our own ingenuity reflected back onto us, invaliding the labor of our thoughts, distilling a cheap caricature of us, reducing any cliche notion of our intelligence into a couple hundred tokens of computation
we built this ourselves: our own inflection point, while simultaneously pining for rome like the 23rd century alpha centaurians pine for us. we were in the final days of analog in the 90s, yet again
there were no limits to our future nostalgia, and somehow, everyone i knew today was either deeply ecstatic or deeply upset
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