SPRKS IN CSF: Brief Musings on AI

SPRKS IN CSF: Brief Musings on AI:  Not that long ago, as a child , I marveled at my name...shortened to AI for Aida ( before i could write it all out, and coudn't fathom ...

Brief Musings on AI

 Not that long ago, as a child , I marveled at my name...shortened to AI for Aida ( before i could write it all out, and coudn't fathom the need for all those letters then).

Now they  go to a fantasy world  where  everyday I go to take over the world , the ruler of all , AI at my fingertips , no AI is my fingertips ... I think and therefore I am!

I have workforces that fear my AI, enslaved to their real and imagined threats directed to the masses , Ah my workforce , the masses...

My wealth- who needs wealth when you have absolute control, oh yes, the high of absolute control.

It was not that long ago that my nightmares , they  scared me, though not anymore . They are my companions now -in the AI universe of mine, move over Genghis Khan and Caligula, the ever empowered nightmare visions of mine are here... all nightmares are now immense possibilities with this beautiful AI. I control drones that swarm the universe, my thoughts their commands. My wishes unleashed , I call myself the one great AI.

Now that I am  almost fully addicted  to Chat GPT and Claude , words has lost their edge, lost of their beauty and magic, they have become 'just average'. When things lose their beauty and vibrance, they just become mediocre. So now with me ,'the one great AI', that I am, I realize  I don't even need the drones for external validation, and control ( too bad they are here, so let them go and swarm the universe ) .

I am here , there, everywhere... on second  thoughts , I am the automated extension of my codes, so why would I even consider a drone - I am code , therefore I am... so very existential , by myself , AI , I am...

By PC-3( 09/20/2026)

separated, at at at , tender age ...

This was written in 2018, when a certain memory just brought in a sudden burst of  anguish..

Today I read about Massechesets governer's call for nurse calls for Postpartum moms

A nurse can call , but I would say more than that is needed. real view of  things can  make a real difference in some ones despair and inescapable wretchedness of the life...

I thank Nurse Smith for the day she came by, knocked on the door until it was opened , thus saving  me and my child from the  abuser(however short a respite, it gave us relief),yet the other parent here whose standing was used to dissuade the  home visits by the nurses . The horrors are now just shadowy filamentous memories , but Thank you Nurse Smith and to all those who are able to sense what is hidden behind the facades we erect , the facades of happy lives even as these facades are what lie  closest  to real hell....

(pc-3 , 09/15/2026)

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 Seperated ,at at at ,tender age...

words, sounds
separated children,  man-made borders,
shelter pets, crickets in a nuclear dust, cries , breaking souls,
repeat again -- hate .. .control, laws, cruelties,
gloating laughter, backtracking words, sounds, crying children,
slammed doors... Bullies, laughable notes, music, sobs...
miller got soul envy,
hates a child that's ever been loved...
suckling pigs , sati on a pyre
paper white , ink that spread don't cry -only sulk to torture,
PTSD, return of the devil...time rewind, 1985 June , rules , laws...
untouchable, female, dirty, child, closed door ,
infant cries, pediatricians rules,.. dare to disobey?..
bully by any name is still one;
bully pulpits change, titles all shift shapes...
God weeps in children, in an infant,
love is not rules, nor dunes
dictator comes in all shapes, shape shifting demons,
beguiled masses...
oh so many years, traumas shadow all a life,
dare I question, raised eye brows,
oh nurse smith, one less moment of torture for my baby...
pediatrician, president or king-all shapes,
devils adorned in shimmer, mirage, life or oil vats..
Bibles- blades to guillotines,
dark days, dark shadows swirl inwards,
sorrow seeps to coat my soul,
soulless floaters, fake gods,
north star, plastic bit ,shimmer in the sky or the seas,
universe- reflected tar in our souls' images,
death, hell, life -all iterations of the same...

(poem by pc3-06/18/18)

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'I don't recall what triggered this poem, but  the content was a deep sadness for the cruelty meted out to my children by their father, especially my child born in 1985 with rules created each day , thus  seperating him from me - his mother ,preventing him to be fed even... yet was saved briefly by Nurse smith. I don't remember her first name , just glad she came by when she came to see  her consultant pediatrician's new baby ... the little miracles that happen even in the midst of the hell called life , these are what one is thankful for ....wanted to put it out here as I recalled that miracle"

SPRKS IN CSF: separated, at at at , tender age ...

SPRKS IN CSF: separated, at at at , tender age ...: This was written in 2018, when a certain memory just brought in a sudden burst of  anguish.. Today I read about Massechesets governer's ...

SPRKS IN CSF: Remember and recognize , and act...

SPRKS IN CSF: Remember and recognize , and act...:   Lets remember and act on the many losses as we recognize what we are loosing . 'My dear children, I have to advice you all not to loos...

Remember and recognize , and act...

 Lets remember and act on the many losses as we recognize what we are loosing .

'My dear children,
I have to advice you all not to loose heart, despite the much feared event-a Kaos presidency.
You are all blessed with wisdom that life gives... the values of moderation.
You have gone past the rigors of an education system that advises you to think , while abhorring your questioning and thinking minds...
You have managed to get into the adult world, where nothing is fair, yet with your determined souls you have made each of your environments a little bit more fairer for all.
You have witnessed the closet racism, the bigotry, and even the master mentality of some. At  times you re-call those  few occasions and have risen above it all. So with these experiences have come wisdom. It may seem like desperate times, but now is not the time to despair. This is the time for thought as well as action and there is much work to do.

THINK , because thought is not controlled by any, besides it allows you to bounce various ideas, stretch and contract things in your mind without any restraint. Out of thought is born actions, and clarity.
You may be quiet, which is alien to the majority in this nation, may be even to the vast world , especially because the process of contemplation and thought are somewhat alien to many.
Hence we have this  new president((not surprising ), and now the new icing on poisoned cakess...
You have experienced many a conflict...conflicts of identity, ideals and the external conflicts of power that is inherent in every community, including its smallest unit- the family and the individual...
It gives me great hope for the future as you all manage your lives, I am sure you will negotiate change, including your efforts to change policy, even beyond your areas of expertise into the outer world far beyond your comfortable niches.
You will also learn much about adaptability and creating change without loosing your inner selves, as I did over time.
So my advice to you all- make the change, just as the gentle waves do, but assured that your efforts will produce change. The tsunamis may have usurped the beaches, but the gentle waves persist and round out the jagged edges, where they break...
So go forth with clarity and the efforts that persist , joining forces with the many moderates out there just like you, ones with clarity and goodness in their souls, who strive for change, in the midst of a mindless robotic prattling lot and in the midst of the many that have destruction and hate within them ...
Do not despair, loud bangs do not carry the weight of clear thoughts, it's just noise and remains brief...'
If with clarity in your minds, you need swiftness of action, persistence, do not give up ...Go with determination , yet clear in your minds and remain true to the right thoughts and actions always.

a renewed re-post 

by

Pc-3 (from 2017, but ever more relevant today)

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