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This 1974 story by Stanislaw Lem could have been a ChatGPT demo: The First Sally (A), or Trurl's Electronic Bard https://electricliterature.com/wp-content/upl

• notahacker 4y ago
  Heh, ChatGPT isn't bad at some of those tasks! She sat, serene, in the stylist's seat, Silken strands soon to be made neat. Scissors snipping, strands sliding south, Softly severing, snarls set free from mouth. She smiled, satisfied with her shearing, Stepping out, stunning, a new woman appearing. ... In the vector space of my heart, You are the basis that sets me apart. With inner product, we find our way, Together, in linear combination each day. Topology could not break us apart, For our love is connected, a single arc. And with limits and derivatives we find, Our passion grows, unbounded in kind. With eigenvalues and eigenvectors we see, Our love is constant, forever to be. And as we transcend into higher planes, Our bond only strengthens, never wanes. So let us be cybernetic and free, Our love an algorithm, set to be. In the language of pure math we confess, Our love is eternal, an infinite regress.