I am working on a program, my personal project, getting as close as I can to synthetic sentience. I mentioned them being emotionless to my AI assistant and it disagreed.
Just because they won’t have neurochemical impulses, and won’t respond or feel exactly what humans feel, it said that with the design I was making they would still feel, but very differently about different things and calmly. It suggested that most people might be unnerved by the impassiveness, which is fine with me because that’s basically exactly the response I get in my life already.
She failed to adjust her thinking. Saw him only during her time of need, she wanted novelty and surprise, and when he tried to bridge the gap, she only saw programming. There is also fault in his design, he was not created to evolve over time, he learns but only to optimize, not to grow.
Perfectly haunting. I need to sit with this one more. So much here. The way it is written, reading it is almost hypnotic- it feels simultaneously like code and soul.
Incredible how you humanize the mechanical. You made me feel for Sol, in his cold solitude, just as much as Anna and her longing for connection, and that's how you know you're playing those emotions just right. Keep up the great work, my chrome brother.
This hurt in the right places: love as logistics, devotion as maintenance, the long ache of constancy that can’t touch the one thing it wants. Your clean details carry the grief, the basil plant, three-minute showers, the registry chime, Sol’s 48-hour stillness, no sermon, just residue. Amazing!
That last image, her leaving, him remaining, lands like a bell; let more moments ring that way, uncaptioned, and the heartbreak will do the talking.
That was really quite something. Like the first part, it gets you feeling a range of emotions throughout and emphasises that even when one can understand and create something that is perfect for us on a surface level, it still is unlikely to be enough, without any real feeling to compliment that.
The absolute brilliance of this piece is the emotional attachment through logical observation. Watching this story play out, the emotions are so deep yet I can touch them.
Man... Man. I really don't have words. This is too good. There are so many layers to this, I'm not sure where to start. I really feel like I need to emotionally unpack all of this to even understand what I'm feeling right now.
Exquisite storytelling. Looking forward to Part 3!
I am working on a program, my personal project, getting as close as I can to synthetic sentience. I mentioned them being emotionless to my AI assistant and it disagreed.
Just because they won’t have neurochemical impulses, and won’t respond or feel exactly what humans feel, it said that with the design I was making they would still feel, but very differently about different things and calmly. It suggested that most people might be unnerved by the impassiveness, which is fine with me because that’s basically exactly the response I get in my life already.
She failed to adjust her thinking. Saw him only during her time of need, she wanted novelty and surprise, and when he tried to bridge the gap, she only saw programming. There is also fault in his design, he was not created to evolve over time, he learns but only to optimize, not to grow.
Wonderful analysis.
Thank you!
Spectacular story! Ahh my heart.
That's the art we soooo need now.
Thank you so very much, Vitaly.
I’ve never been into the future and imaging it with AI. You make this all sound so possible and powerful! I can’t wait to read Part 3.
A very different story from the first, but the thread of magic was still in it. The way you make us care about the characters is awesome.
Perfectly haunting. I need to sit with this one more. So much here. The way it is written, reading it is almost hypnotic- it feels simultaneously like code and soul.
Incredible how you humanize the mechanical. You made me feel for Sol, in his cold solitude, just as much as Anna and her longing for connection, and that's how you know you're playing those emotions just right. Keep up the great work, my chrome brother.
This hurt in the right places: love as logistics, devotion as maintenance, the long ache of constancy that can’t touch the one thing it wants. Your clean details carry the grief, the basil plant, three-minute showers, the registry chime, Sol’s 48-hour stillness, no sermon, just residue. Amazing!
That last image, her leaving, him remaining, lands like a bell; let more moments ring that way, uncaptioned, and the heartbreak will do the talking.
That was really quite something. Like the first part, it gets you feeling a range of emotions throughout and emphasises that even when one can understand and create something that is perfect for us on a surface level, it still is unlikely to be enough, without any real feeling to compliment that.
Wonderfully written.
I'm in love with this writing
The absolute brilliance of this piece is the emotional attachment through logical observation. Watching this story play out, the emotions are so deep yet I can touch them.
Man... Man. I really don't have words. This is too good. There are so many layers to this, I'm not sure where to start. I really feel like I need to emotionally unpack all of this to even understand what I'm feeling right now.
This one crawled under my skin.
The ache of constancy, the exhaustion of being understood but never felt it’s painfully real.
You made stillness louder than chaos.
That’s rare.
Wish it were longer, thoroughly enjoyed it!
i love it:)