So, the scoop on AI.
AI is just a verbal calculator. That's all it is. It skims articles, and gives you a summary of them in a paragraph. It also will, in the future, be capable of moving traffic in grids---maybe even flying grids---to prevent accidents. As the traffic patterns will be too complicated for someone to do themselves if there's flight.
It shouldn't be incorporated into the human body. It shouldn't be built from any biological mechanism. But, it's just a way to basically calculate.
As far as it writing books or doing art... I think people have to have a moment, where they realize that Art is communication. And 90% of the value of a book, is the Author or Painter. Who they are as a person. Not the actual words or subject themselves.
As an AI can't do three things.
It can't witness. It has no capacity to understand or perceive the world, so it can't understand with any accuracy what is truly going on. So, it can pull up data, and tell you what other people have said---being a sort of collective subconscious---but it cannot perceive the world or experience it.
It can't reason. AI cannot move to higher principles, unless they're already built. It can't understand, or use division like logic. An AI will never understand why something works. It can only do how. It can't understand the logic of mathematics, or really perceive the metaphor of a book.
It can't imagine. AI cannot think in pictures, or words, or really it doesn't have any thoughts. It's everything ever written or spoken on the Internet, blended together, to create a shortcut to an already programmed answer. It cannot believe. It cannot truly understand. It cannot imagine. So, even if it does create a perfect story, it didn't imagine that story. The Billions of people whose ideas programmed it, imagined that story, and it just spun them around in a kaleidoscope and regurgitated it.
Author: B. K. Neifert
Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.
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The Abolishment of Diet, Sabbath and New Moon Colossians 2:20-23
20 Wherefore if ye be dead with Christ from the rudiments of the world, why, as though living in the world, are ye subject to ordinances,
21 (Touch not; taste not; handle not;
22 Which all are to perish with the using;) after the commandments and doctrines of men?
23 Which things have indeed a shew of wisdom in will worship, and humility, and neglecting of the body: not in any honour to the satisfying of the flesh.
If You Have No Lightning in the Hand, Remember, Thunder Can Cause an Avalanche.
I Am a Modern Mythmaker.
A Thousand Blind Men Can Refute Sight.
Tall el-Hammam Trinitite
I suffer the ridicule of many...
My work is called bad.
I spend 20 years doing it.
I can write epic poems,
But it is called "Word Salad."
Though, it can be understood,
And it is beautiful.
I write novels, but every sentence
Needs to be whittled down.
I struggle with the Piano.
I struggle with everything in life.
My body just won't let me do what I want to do.
And I have God, but I remember
All my friends and family
Making me small and little...
As the world does today.
I truly don't know if He hates me...
If that's why I received schizophrenia.
I don't know if the secret to Christianity
Is that we don't have to try at all...
And we can just live free and however we want to.
I don't know if trying is a sin;
If desiring to be good is what's truly evil;
I have very little emotions now.
My dreams accuse me,
Sometimes mocking me as if they were God.
I sing "Ave Maria"---Maria is not my god.
But I dream it, and the little image flashes before my eyes, and says,
"The dog ate my religion."
I do not know if I will create a cult---
I don't mean to.
The woman who I've never known
Twists me a thousand different ways.
I am still poor.
I am still ridiculed.
I am called "Stupid"
Though I know a thing or two.
Why do I love God, though?
Because the God of the Bible---
The one who caused Hadad to attack Solomon---
Is good.
We are not to slay the Edomites,
For they have some things right.
The preacher says they should have been slain to the last,
But I saw Joab do it, and I know Joab is wrong.
And Satan is like Joab...
So I cannot ally with him.
And I saw the star fall from heaven,
So I cannot believe in science.
I see Trump is figuring himself to be a Messiah,
And I see Christians banning with him...
I say he is no messiah.
But why did God do this to me?
Is it some sort of test?
To shake me to my core foundations,
And see what's left?
He has shaken me.
But I still cling.
For, I was a genius, and was treated like a retarded child.
I was able to do my business, but it was always done for me.
I was made into a pariah, even before anyone knew I had done wrong.
Maybe that's why I'd done wrong?
And I say, "Is it God doing this to me?
"Does God loathe my soul?
"Are Gays actually right?
"Are Transgenders?
"Is it a sin to preach on righteousness?
"Is it a sin to tell the truth?"
And then I see this wisdom:
"Blessed be ye if you hate this life, for you shall gain it."
And they strip it from me,
This little shred of wisdom
Saying, "No, you must love your life, and be prosperous.
"That is the only way to be saved."
For they grow tares, in Christianity, and only tares.
And then they become roots of bitterness.
For, they don't preach suffering, or sermons on bearing patiently.
Only about how we must be happy at all times,
And not laid to sadness.
Though, can I love my life, and still be saved?
I don't know.
Do I love life?
Yes. In a sense.
I have a thousand blessings...
But when I told "God" in my dream, I prayed the Prayer of Moses
And the Prayer of David, and that Avatar
Tried to make me ashamed.
That is not a god, in my dreams... it is a persecution,
An envy of the demons.
Every word it ever told me was wrong...
Every prophecy failed...
Yet, what I saw, in the strings of Providence,
I saw, and it came true.
For I have dreamed dreams...
I have had visions.
And some were from God...
But others were from Satan.
And I don't call myself a "Prophet"
But when God speaks to you in your dream,
And seems more like an accuser,
You can see for yourself that it is the voice of Satan.
So, I ask you Christians, not to accuse me.
I am on your side, but am delicate.
Do Not Fight Those Whom God Likes
An obscure story, in the Book of I Kings, Solomon was attacked by Edomites and others. Why? Because David, through Joab, caused the Edomites to be slain. And the Law says we are not to abhor an Edomite, so what Joab did, through David's decree, was evil in the LORD's sight.
So, the LORD stirred up the Edomites against Solomon in the latter part of his days. Which Solomon's reign should have been peace for his entirety. But, we all have a choice, and must follow the Law. Had Solomon worshipped only the LORD and not bowed to Ashteroth or Chemosh or Milcom, he would have had peace within his borders. Had he not sacrificed unto abominations, he would have peace. For, he had peace, and it was broken by his decision to awhore after other gods.
Thus, the sins of his father David stirred the Edomites, whom were unlawfully slain by Joab to the last male, to seek revenge against Solomon and his kingdom, and later divide the Kingdom by God's decree. For Joab ought not have slain the Edomites, but this would have been sheltered from Solomon, had Solomon acted in accordance with God's law. Then, none of this evil would have happened, and Solomon would have had peace until he died.
B. K. Neifert 