April 2, 2015 12:51 PM
Though the trees are still nude, bright green grass springs alive next to the gravel road and in sunlit patches around camp. The day has been largely overcast and when it rains, you hear it rather than see it—the soft patter on the dead and decaying leaves that Fall has left behind.
The Winter edition of A Mystic’s Journal is now online. I expected it to go live yesterday, but Amazon’s robots—finding the text of the book already on my website—thought it was public domain and flagged it. Software glitches like that make you wonder just how long it will take Artificial Intelligence (AI) to decide—due to either a bug or a hacker—that human existence should be “flagged and deleted” because of public domain issues. Just kidding. No one in their right mind would consider hacking AI’s—making them kill off a select portion of the population that meets a strict set of criteria (ie: Line 001: If person X = “Mystic” then kill person X). Who would want to do something like that?
Though I expect they will be our demise, AI’s are coming. Which brings up a couple of questions:
- Will AI’s have a Soul?
- Will AI’s experience Love?
- Will AI’s be the New Burka of Pure Awareness?
- Will TaoGodHer—once AI’s go live—see through the eyes of a robot?
- Will robots then become aware of TaoGodHer, looking out their eyes?
Farfetched ideas, I know. But then so was the internet not so long ago.
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