Leaks weird fluids. Looks and feels like blood, but smells like lavender honey, possessed of a taste like unexpectedly cutting yourself on broken glass as you escape parental discipline to meet a lover.
Hasn’t screamed in a while, though. So that’s nice. I guess if i keep it satisfied, i have to explain a lot less to my neighbors.
That would be fine if LLM was a precise tool like a calculator. My calculator doesn’t pretend to know answers to questions it doesn’t understand.
Mine just lies to me.
And tells me to kill.
Leaks weird fluids. Looks and feels like blood, but smells like lavender honey, possessed of a taste like unexpectedly cutting yourself on broken glass as you escape parental discipline to meet a lover.
Hasn’t screamed in a while, though. So that’s nice. I guess if i keep it satisfied, i have to explain a lot less to my neighbors.
the irony is that LLMs are basically just calculators, horrendously complex calculators that operate purely on statistics…