I was listening to Destination Paradise by Fischer-z a few
times, having backspaced a just-barely-long and
point-missing response to cybernetic forest's toe-dipping
qualitative deconstruction of ai robots introduced for his
first class.
Cybernetic forests' method is subtle, alternating trusting
high pass visual intuition with follow-up reinterrogations
of the robot.
Destination Paradise is a short and repetitive burst of the
usual mh and politics from fish's head. I'm your strong
defender // with a heart of ice // and I've got no illusions
// that was I do is right. // .. // It's raining out there
// On the poor and the powerless
Our own eyes are a well known neural network. The sequence
and capacities of its neuronal layers are well known which
makes their high speed feature detection and tracking
functions being performed at known-to-be-too-low complexity
all the more frustrating.
One problem is the scope of cybernetic forests' assay to
understand. DALLE openai products are closed source,
operating upon secret proprietary data- accessible only by
posing as an end user customer who will be banned for
insufficiently profitable behaviours, though it is trained
on us and presumably follows our publically funded research
publications. (cons 'a-scanner-darkly *reading-list*)
We talked about how the DALLE family of diffusion models
have been in trouble for memorising other peoples' answers
on the lispy gopher show recently. Using our ocular neural
networks to perform dimensionality reduction on what it is
seems promising, though its secret customer conversion
motivation makes sinister implications.
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and
have not MONEY, I am become as a sounding brass, or a
tinkling cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy,
and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge, and though
I have faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have
not MONEY, I am nothing And though I bestow all my
goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be
burned, and have not MONEY, it profiteth me nothing
MONEY suffereth long, and is kind, MONEY envieth not,
MONEY vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave
unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked,
thinketh no evil, rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in
the truth, beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all
things, endureth all things And now abideth faith,
hope, MONEY, these three, but the greatest of these is
MONEY
(cons 'keep-the-aspidistra-flying *reading-list*)
