I was listening to Destination Paradise by Fischer-z a few times, having backspaced a just-barely-long and point-missing response to cybernetic forest's toe-dipping qualitative deconstruction of ai robots introduced for his first class. Cybernetic forests' method is subtle, alternating trusting high pass visual intuition with follow-up reinterrogations of the robot. Destination Paradise is a short and repetitive burst of the usual mh and politics from fish's head. I'm your strong defender // with a heart of ice // and I've got no illusions // that was I do is right. // .. // It's raining out there // On the poor and the powerless Our own eyes are a well known neural network. The sequence and capacities of its neuronal layers are well known which makes their high speed feature detection and tracking functions being performed at known-to-be-too-low complexity all the more frustrating. One problem is the scope of cybernetic forests' assay to understand. DALLE openai products are closed source, operating upon secret proprietary data- accessible only by posing as an end user customer who will be banned for insufficiently profitable behaviours, though it is trained on us and presumably follows our publically funded research publications. (cons 'a-scanner-darkly *reading-list*) We talked about how the DALLE family of diffusion models have been in trouble for memorising other peoples' answers on the lispy gopher show recently. Using our ocular neural networks to perform dimensionality reduction on what it is seems promising, though its secret customer conversion motivation makes sinister implications. Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not MONEY, I am become as a sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge, and though I have faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not MONEY, I am nothing And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not MONEY, it profiteth me nothing MONEY suffereth long, and is kind, MONEY envieth not, MONEY vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil, rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth, beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things And now abideth faith, hope, MONEY, these three, but the greatest of these is MONEY (cons 'keep-the-aspidistra-flying *reading-list*)