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My flirt with AI

 I came across an article about Artificial Intelligence (AI) and how its services are made available free online by OpenAI. I made a layman's entry into the formidable arena. Here are some of the results I got. I find it interesting though I intentionally kept the responses short. People aren't interested in reading long pieces nowadays, especially when they know that a lifeless bot has written it. Look at these three pieces written by AI at my request. 




The bot produced all these pieces within seconds of my request. You can now get your pieces written like this so easily. I imagine my students bringing essays written by bots. Will the speeches I listen to at school be written by AI? 

Will human writers become redundant? Will we be listening to bot-produced music? Watching paintings produced by AI? I understand that robots which can carry out complex surgeries on human body are being developed. 

Man, what will your role be now unless you are a creator of AI?

You may become irrelevant, I read in a recent article on AI. How relevant are you? That will be the question that stares at you soon. 

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  1. magiceyeFebruary 8, 2023 at 8:19 AM

    True

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  2. Yamini MacLeanFebruary 8, 2023 at 9:29 AM

    Hari OM
    We will become as irrelevant as the "God"... will AI become as delusioned and fault-ridden about who and what we are? Make of us so much more than we are?... YAM xx

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalFebruary 8, 2023 at 3:28 PM

      The question may be whether the human creators are the Frankensteins or their creations?

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  3. The Moon's BOYFRIEND February 8, 2023 at 1:25 PM

    Can't Deny what you said, hurts to know that children don't try on their own when given a chance. Yeah people will be driven by these things, you can see it for real they are drawing a virtual line, Ai is just one of the tools that they use to not let the simple cross the line.

    Chooshanam cheyyunnavrum... Cheyyapedunnavarum. Even if it's a dialogue from a movie, it still is true.

    The line was drawn far early and a lot of us are already on the far outskirts of it, bad news is they don't even see it.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalFebruary 8, 2023 at 3:26 PM

      The world is changing and rapidly too. That can't be helped. What pains is the disappearance of the heart from it all.

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  4. AnonymousFebruary 9, 2023 at 12:55 PM

    I was beyond stunned when I came to know of this service a few days back... Human writings will either lose importance or gain value in the coming years...

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  5. Anupama JoshyFebruary 9, 2023 at 12:57 PM

    I was beyond stunned when I came to know of this service a few days back... Human writings will either lose importance or gain value in the coming years...

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalFebruary 9, 2023 at 1:54 PM

      I think human creativity will outshine AI. So don't worry, keep composing your poems. Keep dancing. 👍

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  6. Rajeev MoothedathFebruary 9, 2023 at 5:25 PM

    Very interesting and scary at the same time.

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  7. vanderloostFebruary 12, 2023 at 12:25 PM

    This is alarming.

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