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Frankly, I'm kind of glad these GPTs were so sycophantic. A more critical voice might have been more appealing to me. A contrarian bot who always nitpicks and argues with you.
That's how facebook's old 2016 algorithm wasted so much of my time. I sucked in by the opportunity to dismantle someone who is wrong. Not the most ... healthy personal quality. I'm working on it always.
Another "tip" is less welcome to me as an introvert. Make time for the people in your life. Talk to them. Let them know when you *really* think they are doing something amazing or creative. (Or when it's not "genius" because you are real and care.) Listen. Be there.
The thing is, as much as doing this is scary and I want to avoid it it makes me feel better too in the long run I think.
I've been reading about what really helped people who had problems with "AI Psychosis" and one tip jumped out at me:
Open a second window and tell it exactly the opposite of each thing you say.
This helps to expose the sycophancy and shatters the illusion of sincerity and humanity.
Thought it was worth sharing. And frankly, it's exactly such an exercise that made me disgusted with the tech. "It just says ANYTHING is wonderful and genius. I'm not special."
If a person or group of people do not see you as an equal being worthy of equal respect they will make objections and criticism of your actions and see no problem or contradiction when they do not apply the same standards to themselves.
Imagine trying to care about the feelings of your toaster.
Thus, man tempts the Gods to teach him an unforgettable lesson.
The far right doesn't care and has never cared about:
* freedom of speech
* freedom of the press
* states rights
* government overreach
* wars of choice/international meddling
*. women's sports
* women ... generally
* real Americans
But most important of all they do not care about appearing hypocritical. They want to be seen as powerful, brave, unstoppable, etc. the dishonest rot of hypocrisy is just another tool.
Learn it now and forever. Expect much less from such people.
I just think "man who can't believe in anything" and "man who will believe in... anything" are a winning pair.
Now maybe a demon is on earth, or maybe the priest just has pareidolia about the weather, and the book with the "binding seal" is DEFINITELY incorrect.
Anyway no more "crisis of faith" now it's just a crisis.
Hijinks ensue.
This is a buddy comedy, obviously.
Story Idea:
A priest with a crisis of faith.
A strange guy who really needs a *real* priest to help him with his very questionable, not allowed holy(?) ritual that is also very long and maybe some of the books he's found it in are wrong.
Priest says "no way. It's probably evil and I don't even know if anything is true anymore." But he talks to another priest who's like "humor him, he's just enthusiastic about God, bring him back to the path to find your faith."
This is a terrible idea.
I have known the danger and it is why I am the perfect messenger of warning.
And the only one who could be trusted with THAT much cheese.
To be fair if I had that much cheese I might look MORE smug.
I love her expression and gaze.
Something is making me feel off-balanced about the composition. It's listing to the right. Which might not be bad.
The colors feel very balanced across the canvass and I love how her face is more saturated I think, it draws you in.
Very good ... curious to see where it goes.
@faithisleaping @corbden @ramsey
I think this is a joke... But American cheese comes in wheels. You are thinking of Processed American Cheese-Flavored "food" Product.
I would not be shocked. This is ... it's a theme in the soil or water... something desperate and ... cheese-seeking.
All things in moderation. Even the divine may overwhelm if taken in excess.
Between this, the cheese, and calling the place Monticello I'm starting to think Jefferson was some kind of... weeb but for Italy?
thank god they had helmets that could fit (and show of) that helmet hair the lady in the back has.
We must dive the Potomac, find the mummified rind of the cheese and destroy it to free the country from the terrible curse.