Evolution of Thought 4/13/23

AI, is it smart? No... the mathematician proves it.
Cubed Rooted Negatives are impossible. 
But Quartic and Eighthic rooted negatives are not.
The fool says AI can be intelligent, because he believes
It already is---though, it is merely mimicry. 
Not creativity. It repeats the formulae of essays
Upon essays, and only knows how to simplify them;
It doesn't understand nuance.
 P cannot equal NP all the time---
Some NP cannot equal P---yet, it is not in my poem.
Someone is editing my work, without my knowledge.
I swear an oath, but it is not so. It is only my faulty memory.
I said, "Not Always" but not "Some".
Jordan Peterson wants to create a perfect world with Religion's Law,
But such a world would be unmerciful,
Save God reign, and judge, and preside over our hearts and minds.
Law without Grace is Hell.
I walk through the State Park,
The tree with an ear has a microphone,
So I believe, and the Bathroom too,
And the tree that looks like a boob.
It opens up to an underground base,
And in the lake, when drained,
They prepared for World War III,
And the rockets would ascend out of the waters.
I would wave my hand, and with faith it would all vanish,
And I would be left unmolested.
The Carpenter ant, so 
giously walks across my path
Bold, and happy, with the little samara shivering in her mandible.
I wonder if God's eyes are not on such little things.
The plane with the red tailfin flies by, ever so silently,
So I wonder if it is a chariot from Jotunheim,
And the funny camera by the roadside reads my thoughts.
The preacher preaches a sermon on the most horrific child abuse;
She screams, "Where was God when my uncle had done so!"
Where was God when my best friends abandoned me
And showed no inkling of mercy toward my youthful offense?
Or when my peers bullied me? Or when my mother divorced my dad?
Or when all the mean and nasty things were said?
Yet not one hair on my head was ever harmed---
Where was God when my dad received cancer
From the shame and disappointment of his beloved son?
Yet God's providence has always protected me.
I know not why, but possibly because He knows I will never lose my faith.