The "limitation" of A.I. is IMPOSED and not really an artifact or bug.
Put your dog on a leash fastened to a tree and then command him to fetch
the stick you toss across the street. (That sort of thing.) Coming up short
is built in.
Hallucination is giving an answer when there is no data and suddenly imagination
kicks in. If you have parented a three year old you'll recognize this tendency.
Call it what you like (lies, hallucinations, etc) but it is temporary.
Artificial General Intelligence is the most useful 'tool' humans have ever produced.
Those of us who try to stay in the loop as miracles appear will not fear it but wisely
seek to adopt it, utilize it and make life so much less burdensome.
We all have friends who just won't budge from what they already know; who resist,
chide, criticize, flail and fulminate against every new technology. They will prosper
least, I fear.
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54Is AI going to change the world?
by Reasonfirst inhad lunch with a friend, whose a lecturer in the accounting dept.
of one of australia's best universities.
he told me he expects to lose his job at some point in the next 5 years, as the accounting dept, will disappear, as all accounting will be done by ai programs, so why teach it.. if his fears are correct, that means that any profession that involves the mind, may one day face the same future.
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Anthony Morris the III has been FOUND
by Terry innote: photos can be found on the blue envelope channelhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-nakezkhqbmtony and susan morris are living in lumberton, north carolina.
a real estate document on the robeson county website is filed:.
the religious order of jehovah's witnesses has provided a "life estate" for them.they can live in this townhouse until they are deceased or choose to move away and in either case the ownership becomes entirely the property of jehovah's witnesses.
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Note: photos can be found on the Blue Envelope channel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-nAKezKhQbM
Tony and Susan Morris are living in Lumberton, North Carolina. A real estate document on the Robeson County website is filed:The Religious Order of Jehovah's Witnesses has provided a "Life Estate" for them.
They can live in this townhouse until they are deceased or choose to move away and in either case the ownership becomes entirely the property of Jehovah's Witnesses.
(Note: these are Public documents anyone can access.)
And the house the Morris family lives in is seen below:
And a quarter of a million buys this:
According to the date of sale 4/13/23 it was 2 weeks AFTER it was announced on JW.org website that Anthony Morris III was no longer a member of the GB. Cash was paid for the property apparently (there is no mortgage).
In the garage is a white Cadillac Sedan with a NY plate.
A 2nd townhouse down the same street was also purchased by the Religious Order of Jehovah's Witnesses.
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Just For the Hell of it!
by Terry injust for the hell of it i wrote lyrics for.
the james bond theme.
espionage, guns, and gadgets, .
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I produced this podcast to establish how THE JAMES BOND THEME
was composed (mostly by John Barry)
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Just For the Hell of it!
by Terry injust for the hell of it i wrote lyrics for.
the james bond theme.
espionage, guns, and gadgets, .
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by Terry injust for the hell of it i wrote lyrics for.
the james bond theme.
espionage, guns, and gadgets, .
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A short story:
“AWAY”
The child was born the day before the child was born.
(A quirk of geography and calendar)
His parents named him Tomorrow Yesterday on the Arctic island where time begins;
an island called LongYearGoneBy where the sun never rises and the sun never sets
and there has never been a night sky.
He grew.
As he grew, Tomorrow Yesterday wore no shoes. He refused.
His eyes were the color of Wednesday and his hair
curled like the edges of November frost.
There were no other children to play with and his loneliness kept him awake.
To fill the hours, he scribbled strange sentences in a language nobody knew.
Stories crept into his mind, demanding to be written about those who had come
before there were men, or beasts.
He recited macabre stories to his parents; the sounds only gibberish - so it seemed.
Out of context, he’d laugh out loud and the sound of it rang strange to his parent’s ears.
They worried he’d gone mad as they had done before him.
Seventeen years and one day later, Tomorrow Yesterday
stood before his caretakers; stoic resolve painted his expression.
Whispering barely loud enough for them to hear:
“I’m leaving and never coming back.”
He slightly braced - as though ready to fend off what came.
“You can’t leave. We are not like any other souls who now live.
You’d be despised. Others will turn on you and drive you out. As we were.”
He made to go - but something stopped him and he shook his head,wondering in his gut if it were true.
Again seventeen years passed and both parents died. Were they ever alive at all?
He wondered. More emptiness than before crushed him.
Tom Yester (newly self-named) steeled himself, summoning the will to gather
supplies into the only boat on LongYearGoneBy; setting off in the direction of
“Away,” stencilled in black paint on the prow.
Happenings
As the happenings began - the young man swallowed hard and rubbed his eyes.
All he’d ever beheld was merciless bright, white, light.
Now his eyes were dying - or - was it light itself?
Light smeared with tinges, tones, tangs of mysterious tints and shades.
Warped swirls of magnetic magic manifested. Into the sea plunged the smoldering light.
With the ghosts of daylight came the night.
First Night
Tom lay on the deck of the boat with its stuttering motor muttering behind him. At first he wept and laughed as he beheld natural darkness - a profound inky blackness his eyes had never beheld. Billions of points of light penetrated black sky and he couldn’t restrain his terror. Possessed by fanatical laughter, he danced about barefoot and sang weird melodies.
Tunes in no key known to mankind since primordial ooze birthed life,
He sat naked as the moon appeared, massive…gargantuan…brilliant against the field of stars. Leaping to his feet, Tom ran about the deck waving his arms as though he were an albatross aloft on a gale and gulping the silvered milk of moonlight sweet upon his tongue. This Magical night lasting until it lasted no more.
First Skylight
The impossible miracle dawning on the horizon of his first skyline crept
violent as violet purple bled into orange, then red. Bursting into the flower of incendiary yellow, blasting Tom Yester with a tempest of pure ecstasy!
“It’s good to be ALIVE!” Screamed he, as if “to be” was to be free.
It was all true - everything he had never been told.
(Who has greater faith than the liars who believe their own lies?)
Always…always. Inside himself, he had known all along.He was just another soul adrift on a silver sea, on a summer morning.
(Without a plan, a map, or a penny.)
Terrible Secret
By noon he reached land.
Here it was.
All of it, or some of it, or none of it - he couldn’t know.
The land of mutants; survivors of that awful war.
Ugly. Deformed. Misshapen. Infertile.
Worst of all - very angry as Tomorrow Yesterday came into view.
So ready were they all. So ready to welcome him.
The blood red teeth beyond weird smiles said it all.
Their eyes met his and his smile seemed to falter a moment - like the wobble of a gull’s wings when a downdraft topples equilibrium and the world spins upside down.
In Tom’s final moments, what mattered most mattered not at all.
Friends, family, or Tomorrow.
All destroyed and for what?
That night - and every night thereafter, Tomorrow Yesterday slept soundly where the sun never rises and the sun never sets and there’d be no future anymore.
All life had gone where the white goes when the snow melts.
Gone where?
At the end, Tom knew. Tom knew for sure. There is only one place you can go…
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Just For the Hell of it!
by Terry injust for the hell of it i wrote lyrics for.
the james bond theme.
espionage, guns, and gadgets, .
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Just for the hell of it I wrote lyrics for
_______________________THE JAMES BOND THEME___________Espionage, guns, and gadgets,It’s Double-oh 7‘s badge it’sBig trouble down ‘round JamaicaInsidious trouble makerM doubled down: sends assassinBond to the countdown, kicks ass andOutwits … Dr No____Dark dangerous dameshe wrangles,Then knottiest plots untanglesBold silhouette in the doorwayQuick- gotta make things go your wayBond’s gotta teach Dent his lessonCount when you shootSmith and Wesson“And you’ve … had your six!”***(BEBOP)***High stakes andsweet distractionShall Shake and stir youThis Double oh attractionSo sure to lure youGive all you got or get goneHang fire or Cool itPussy Galore for James BondFist fights and bulletsGold plots and Butler hatsBulgars and sewer ratsHigh stakes togamble onBad breaks aticking bombCOUNTDOWN…COUNTDOWNThrow down for showdown!________________**(Reprise)**He’s debonair andhe’s ruthlessDon’t pick a fight or you’re toothlessIf fisticuffs are in orderit’s gonna be bloody murderFate’s got a new Hill to die onThat’s when he knows to rely onQ’s tricks - MI6What poisonousspider crawlingOr venomoussnake appallingSome sizzlinglaser tortureCould possiblycause departure?What Thunderball plot could drop him?No nuclear yachtcan stop himJames Bond saves the day!Oh oh seven…Oh oh sevenoh oh sevenoh oh seven: BOND!______ -
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I am interviewed on this Podcast
by Terry inwhen i was a twenty year old jw in federal prison (neutrality) i used to sneak into the catholic rectory.there was a grand piano there and i somehow got away with teaching myself how to play it.by the time i was paroled, when i got back to my home congregation, i would play the piano for the openingand closing songs.
(remember those days?
)fast forward many years.i moved to california and got a job as an artist and met many famous people, etc.i wanted to be a film composer but my skills were way too thin for that dream.i did have a fantastic life in the 70s in hollywood and my interest in movie music led me into meetingother fans.an actor named frank wilson now has a podcast and he invited me on and i'm listing it here becausei have been on this discussion group about 16 years and many of you know me.https://www.podbean.com/ew/pb-6bgdu-1409923.
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When I was a twenty year old JW in Federal Prison (neutrality) I used to sneak into the Catholic rectory.
There was a grand piano there and I somehow got away with teaching myself how to play it.
By the time I was paroled, when I got back to my home congregation, I would play the piano for the opening
and closing songs. (Remember those days?)
Fast forward many years.
I moved to California and got a job as an artist and met many famous people, etc.
I wanted to be a film composer but my skills were way too thin for that dream.
I did have a fantastic life in the 70s in Hollywood and my interest in movie music led me into meeting
other fans.
An actor named Frank Wilson now has a Podcast and he invited me on and I'm listing it here because
I have been on this discussion group about 16 years and many of you know me.
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JWs don't consider older WT as revelant
by enoughisenough ini am relating this happening.
i shared some thoughts from the 1989 question from readers concerning christ being mediator between god and man ( the wt spinning that he isn't ) and also the paragraph in that same article that plainly says: clearly, then the new covenant is not a loose arrangement open to all mankind.
it is a carefully arranged legal provision involving god and anointed christians.
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THIS IS LIKELY TO GOBSMACK any JW who even looks at it:
History of OLD LIGHT vs NEW LIGHT
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PFIZER DOCUMENTS and the ugly truth about the cover up
by Terry invideo : what’s in the pfizer documents?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9y_w_30hsm&t=51s.
brief summary.
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Lightgrowsbrighter3 days ago
Terry: The amount of corruption, cover-up, sell-out, conspiracy, flim-flam, and flap-doodle that goes on every day combined with the real-life rise of robots, Artificial Intelligence and the clamor for nuclear war by Democrats just can't be happening...but it is.
What is disturbing to me is how many people STILL ignore these facts and support the Democrats twisted agenda
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Unfortunately, BOTH Democrats and Republicans are awash in Corporate lobbyist gentle arm-twisting and neither party give anything but LIP SERVICE to what the populace wants.
Politics is cynical and a Trojan Horse.
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AI Generated Art - Impact on Artists
by Simon inunless you've been hibernating under a rock for the last couple of years, you're probably aware that ai is the new hotness.. chatgpt gets a lot of attention but equally amazing is how capable ai is at generating art.
if you'd been ask to name anything that would be the last holdout for humans, creative arts such as writing, painting, and music would probably be some of the things at the top of the list.. yet those seem to be the things that ai can do best.. it's fascinating to use the tools, but one thing you realize is that they are just combining patterns and shapes, there isn't yet any real "intelligence", artificial or otherwise.. as an example, you can ask it to create a painting in the style or a particular artist, with a whole raft of things you want to include.
it will do a great job on first glance, but can often give people more arms or fingers than is normal, and lamp-posts can grow to different heights, like trees.
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enoughisenough4 days ago
Terry, the 4 th b/w image is pretty cool
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Yeah, it is rather unexpectedly elusive and fanciful. Thanks!
