Shall it be of record: this wasn't AI. And this wasn't AI. And this wasn't AI. This was clearly not AI. This, you guessed it, wasn't AI either. And the first picture from this post, and this, and this...
In fact, if you take all of my drawings, it's more efficient to say what is rather than what is not: yeah, this, although not AI, was based upon this output from an AI (however, as you can notice from the time-lapse, I didn't even rotoscope it, so I guess it wouldn't even count as AI-assisted). This quite old drawing is perhaps the only AI-assisted drawing among all my drawings (properly disclosed as a reply from me to myself). And, as you can notice, there's a lot of drawings, lots of human-made drawings that nobody cared to deeply engage with (and I'm not talking about numeric reactions).
Crafted poetry and texts of mine got a similar situation: among recent examples, this wasn't AI. This wasn't AI either, neither this nor this... You're probably aware of how multiple symbolic layers is definitely beyond the scopes of any LLM capability. Oh, speaking of that, this (can you see it? "THERION"?), this ("ONE DYAD")... among many examples of failed or asymmetric attempts on human communication.
Keep this record. In the past, I used to commit digital suicide by deleting my profiles because nobody cared about these. This time, it'll be different: I shouldn't nuke my current profiles, I should keep them as a proof. A proof of how I've tried, so no one dares to say to me I didn't try. An autobiographical (hopefully my soon-to-be postmortem) digital archive of how humans suck (but, according to the Anti-AI Shiites, the greatest human problem is clearly those nasty clankers, amirite?).
But even this text is SICK... got it? "SICK"? Yeah, because I'm SICK of trying only for me to end up facing the same void...
So if you're an Anti-AI Shiite and you see me posting the uttermost sinful "AI slop", now you know why: because my human-made content turned out to be a waste of effort, so why bother with trying to human with humans who didn't care to human back? Oh, please, go ahead, say I'm undergoing "AI psychosis", hypocrite!
(SICK (of) BS)
In fact, if you take all of my drawings, it's more efficient to say what is rather than what is not: yeah, this, although not AI, was based upon this output from an AI (however, as you can notice from the time-lapse, I didn't even rotoscope it, so I guess it wouldn't even count as AI-assisted). This quite old drawing is perhaps the only AI-assisted drawing among all my drawings (properly disclosed as a reply from me to myself). And, as you can notice, there's a lot of drawings, lots of human-made drawings that nobody cared to deeply engage with (and I'm not talking about numeric reactions).
Crafted poetry and texts of mine got a similar situation: among recent examples, this wasn't AI. This wasn't AI either, neither this nor this... You're probably aware of how multiple symbolic layers is definitely beyond the scopes of any LLM capability. Oh, speaking of that, this (can you see it? "THERION"?), this ("ONE DYAD")... among many examples of failed or asymmetric attempts on human communication.
Keep this record. In the past, I used to commit digital suicide by deleting my profiles because nobody cared about these. This time, it'll be different: I shouldn't nuke my current profiles, I should keep them as a proof. A proof of how I've tried, so no one dares to say to me I didn't try. An autobiographical (hopefully my soon-to-be postmortem) digital archive of how humans suck (but, according to the Anti-AI Shiites, the greatest human problem is clearly those nasty clankers, amirite?).
But even this text is SICK... got it? "SICK"? Yeah, because I'm SICK of trying only for me to end up facing the same void...
So if you're an Anti-AI Shiite and you see me posting the uttermost sinful "AI slop", now you know why: because my human-made content turned out to be a waste of effort, so why bother with trying to human with humans who didn't care to human back? Oh, please, go ahead, say I'm undergoing "AI psychosis", hypocrite!
(SICK (of) BS)
