What ChatGPT thinks of me
Now, what did we talk about?
The rise and fall and rise again of curation
Like pebbles tossed in a pond, their ripples crossing and interacting, my thoughts wander among the flowing intersections of life, AI, biology, art…
Meandering through the rain forest along a muddy, winding track in the general direction of eternity, cresting a hill, we happened upon a magnificent…
Eulogy for Steve Jobs
Slipping into the unknown of my quantum-entangled future, concepts like up and down, past and future, truth and beauty and indeed, time itself dissolved…
Reporting from my 200th birthday in 2148
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