Eye to A.I.

When you ask people to draw a line between Artificial Intelligence and Human Intelligence the definition most people use is that one imitates the other, or that one is the original and the other is the duplication. Is that really a fair assessment of what we actually interact with? Whilst most AI models at present are based on large volumes of human generated data which they then process and use to structure their responses, there's no guarantee this will remain the case in future, in fact you could argue that there is a guarantee that it won't.

When you look at data as a resource you can track its production over time and assert that production of data has grown at exponential rates. Humanity in the last few years alone has produced more data than it did throughout its entire history up until that point. That might be something you would protest at first but when you stop and think about it, with few historical records that were kept in the past there wasn't an emphasis on documenting everything in the way that such an emphasis now exists.

Random

I watched one of those Vogue 73 Questions videos recently and one of the questions they asked was if you had a superpower what would it be? Of all the questions they asked, this one stood out the most because it touches upon some very deep issues that most people have which then informs their choice. You can be superficial and think that there isn't much meaning behind the choices people make, that they are random, but that's not strictly true. Human beings have a remarkable incapacity to act with true randomness, something which I think in the modern era has become quite unnerving to many who sit and reflect upon the nature of the human condition.

What do I mean by the nature of the Human Condition? Well quite simply the state of being human. There's no lack of stories in the news and splashed across social media discussing AI right now and what that means for the future of humanity but this post isn't about pondering where AI could lead us but rather looking back and reflecting upon the fact that we don't completely understand how we got here.

Trist

Alone with your thoughts is not a place to be
When your mind is a prison you can never be free
An idle state feeds the guilt of inaction
So we seek anything to serve as distraction

Always coming, never going, always waiting, never knowing
A life of certainty sounds like a dream to me
The reality a debt of emotion and wealth, both forever owing
Oh how we long for a world that once more feels free

Our age of innocence and ignorance is gone
Replaced by awareness of all that goes wrong
We swim in the sea of sorrow and trist
And drown in the memory of the chances we missed

Life is a game without a save state
How to win is the question we all sit and ponder
One move throws the game and we realise too late
With no way to win we're left but to wander