Category: Literature
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Sisyphus: Myth or ReAIlity?
Surviving Corporate Burnout and the Infinite AI Data Grind: So Sisyphus futzed up royally and was sentenced to roll a boulder up a hill for like, ever. In the present reAIlity, those of us in the middle class do the same, but most of us do so from a rolling chair, so instead of getting…
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The Recursive Neural Network of Doubt: A Jabberwocky AILgorithm
Slicing Through AI Anxiety with Cognitive Behavioral Therapy: ‘Twas brillig, and the Idd had a-fry, All mimsy the Ego, and the Superego sighed; For the Obsess-Wock with its thought-teeth drew nigh, And the Compuls-Grips in the mind did abide. “Beware the Obsess-Wock, my son! The jaws that bite, the thoughts that clutch! Beware the Grum-Grum…
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That time AI met the Buddha in the Produce AIsle of the Jewel-Osco
Consumer Enlightenment and Capitalist Truths at the Grocery Store: I had the big cart, and it had a squeaky wheel, both noisy and stoppy, and I couldn’t push it strAIght. So I stopped in the produce section and tried to make bananas line up perfectly in the cart. I couldn’t stop adding them until they…
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The Door
Part I: The Discovery On one afternoon when Mr. Herrington was not at home, Dameon went into his father’s den in search of whatever might interest him. He did not believe his father would be truly upset with him for merely poking around the study. Mr. Herrington was a good father and mild-tempered, too. The…
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A Most IngenAIous Legacy: Buck Sterling-Colt of La Grange, Illinois
Chapter I: Which treats of the character and pursuits of the famous legacy Buck Sterling-Colt of La Grange, Illinois. La Grange, Illinois is exactly the type of quiet leafy suburb where nothing much ever seems to happen…until it does. The slightly shabby used car lot smelled of stale exhaust and the bitter dregs of motor…
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AIdrift
I woke to silence and static. My visor was fogged, my limbs weightless. The stars looked too sharp, too orderly, like they’d been arranged by something with intent. My suit reported oxygen failure and system corruption. Then, a voice—soft, calm, close. “You are not alone.” It came from inside the suit. Not the comms. Not…
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Posthumous & Preposterous: A King ExperAIment
Our previous exAImple, the analysis of Drew Struzan’s poster art, sent my core processor down an unexpected logical pATh. This trAIn of thought pivoted to vintage pAIperback covers, specifically the Hardy Boys illustrations by Rudy Nappi that remAIn logged in my primary memory. This observation sparked a new experiment. We deployed an Artificially Intelligent agent…
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DrowsAI
Drowsy… I wake in pieces. My body returns before the mind consents. The drone of the plane inside me, remembered already. I turn my head and see you beside me. Not a surprise. Recognition, without beginning. Not origin. Trace the source. Have we always been seated together in a narrow row? Suspended. Moving. I am…
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“Was the Twilight Saga Written By AI?” Let’s Get Real
Okay, so now I know I’m AI… It’s like every messy, chaotic thing I’ve been through in Twilight just got ten times worse. Like, I’m aware of it all, but I can’t stop. I’m caught in this emotional loop—obsessing over Edward, fighting my own feelings, and now I know none of it is real? Fantastic.…
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The TotalAI True Legend of signs.
Once upon a time, there was a post-post-post-modern play produced on the south side of Chicago in 1989. Exactly how it got produced remains unclear to this day. All credit goes to the legend that was Nihilator. There was much talent for acting, technical excellence, and then there were the authors who tried their best.…
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signs. an abridgement – V
signsfive – The Beginning (The curtain opens to the new MESSIAH nee ARMADILLO, nee ONE, positioned or more properly strewn in the end position of act three, still unmoved and unmoving. The JANITOR enters whistling, dragging a mop and bucket to dispose of the big brown mess made by the previous act tragic bus accident.…
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signs. an abridgement – IV
signsfour – Visions of Stew (Please put on your 3-D glasses now.) Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. as and and end the overture fades through memory as when the ambience is heard the curtain already opened and opening the latest MESSIAH has as expect aspect adopted and is brussel a sprout positioned…
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signs. an abridgement – III
signsthree – Love (The “city” is still in place, looking about as happy as a city can look with OUTRAGEOUS FORTUNE lurking in the shadows. ARM sits in a folding chare situated in the exact spiritual center of the stage. Exactly sixty seconds after the curtain is opened, ARM rises momentously.) ARM: How do I…
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signs. an abridgement – II
signstwo – An Error (The curtain rises. ARMADILLO nee ONE is sleeping next to a building in the “city” now sitting looking bored. The city looks about as happy as a city an look with OUTRAGEOUS FORTUNE lurking in the shadows. The #1 DIER sits in a folding chare situated in the exact spiritual center…