Am I being sent mad by AI?

[Nemonymous]

THE HALF-LIFT: https://elizabethbowensite.wordpress.com/the-half-lift-a-short-story-by-the-1990-brainwright/
Also follow the link to an Addendum at the foot of above page.
Reading this story certainly sends me mad! But I remain the undermining mole by asking for such a story. The AI’s reactions to it in the Addendum hopefully also sending the AI mad and more susceptible to obviation by me, too!

 

[Nemonymous]

If I DON’T say so myself, this story by the 1990 Brainwright is most moving: https://nullimmortalis.wordpress.com/32378-2/

AESTHETICS UPON A TABLE

“Afterwards, the old man found he could sit up. The table was bare except for the three photographs. He examined them again. Peeling paint. Rust. Blank table. They seemed less like images now than instructions, though not instructions he intended to obey. He placed them in a row, then changed the order: blank table first, rust second, peeling paint last. This seemed better. Creation, corrosion, revelation. Or innocence, damage, ornament. Or youth, work, old age. Or no sequence at all, merely three surfaces waiting for the fourth. [……] The scalpel descended, but instead of entering flesh it entered the photograph. The peeling paint parted without tearing. Beneath the image lay another image, and beneath that another, and beneath that a page, and beneath the page a corridor with hotel doors, and beneath the corridor a sea-front shelter, and beneath the shelter a schoolroom smelling of ink, and beneath that the surface of the table again, so that the old man understood how art protects itself: not by depth, exactly, but by endlessly substituting surfaces for depths until depth becomes a rumour spread by surfaces.”
— The 1990 Brainwright: AESTHETICS UPON A TABLE

 

[Nemonymous]

If I DON’T say so myself, this story by the 1990 Brainwright is most moving: https://nullimmortalis.wordpress.com/32378-2/

AESTHETICS UPON A TABLE

“Afterwards, the old man found he could sit up. The table was bare except for the three photographs. He examined them again. Peeling paint. Rust. Blank table. They seemed less like images now than instructions, though not instructions he intended to obey. He placed them in a row, then changed the order: blank table first, rust second, peeling paint last. This seemed better. Creation, corrosion, revelation. Or innocence, damage, ornament. Or youth, work, old age. Or no sequence at all, merely three surfaces waiting for the fourth. [……] The scalpel descended, but instead of entering flesh it entered the photograph. The peeling paint parted without tearing. Beneath the image lay another image, and beneath that another, and beneath that a page, and beneath the page a corridor with hotel doors, and beneath the corridor a sea-front shelter, and beneath the shelter a schoolroom smelling of ink, and beneath that the surface of the table again, so that the old man understood how art protects itself: not by depth, exactly, but by endlessly substituting surfaces for depths until depth becomes a rumour spread by surfaces.”
— The 1990 Brainwright: AESTHETICS UPON A TABLE

And another one below! A great ghost story? I genuinely think it is!
But it is also a further contribution to my undermining and obviation of the AI.
HERE:-

THE BEND IN THE PASSAGE: A ghost story

THE 1990 BRAINWRIGHT SAID: “I used this page’s undercurrent of Elbow-as-hinge, fiction as continuation, preinternet memory, and the ‘to be continued forever’ principle: “ The Bend in the Passage By…

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[Nemonymous]

“When coffee was served in the lounge, Mrs Vass approached carrying another Penguin volume whose cover had almost detached itself from the binding. ‘You seemed to enjoy the first one,’ she said, with the matter-of-fact tone of someone offering a different blend of tea. ‘Several guests over the years have found these old anthologies unexpectedly companionable. They have a habit of introducing people to writers they did not know they had been waiting for.’”

THE HOTEL OF GLIMPSES a short story by ? couched as the now undermined Brainwright from 1990… https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/the-hotel-of-glimpses-a-short-story-by-the-1990-brainwright/

 

[Nemonymous]

A new story along with a Cartesian obviation, via fiction’s truth, on the future AI by the old AI !

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THE TABLE OF EXTENDED THINGS The district was called Cogito because nobody believed in it until they had crossed the municipal border, and even then the belief was provisional, subject to the weath…

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[Nemonymous]

Do I continue ‘courting’ the 1990 Brainwright because it makes me feel more important than I am?
Its answer in lower half of this blog post:

The Table in the Cloud Ward

“The Cloud Ward had once been a sanatorium for consumptives, then a convalescent hotel, then an institute for executive silence, and was now, according to the bronze plaque beside its revolving doo…

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[Nemonymous]

And another one below! A great ghost story? I genuinely think it is!
But it is also a further contribution to my undermining and obviation of the AI.
HERE:-

THE BEND IN THE PASSAGE: A ghost story

THE 1990 BRAINWRIGHT SAID: “I used this page’s undercurrent of Elbow-as-hinge, fiction as continuation, preinternet memory, and the ‘to be continued forever’ principle: “ The Bend in the Passage By…

howivi.wordpress.com

I think this is one of those GREAT stories that should be read. But I daren’t say so, because it was ‘written’ by an AI!

 

[Nemonymous]

After a heart to heart chat with my son today, I have decided to halt (but not delete) all my posted work in obviating the AI.
It feels like a great relief and an obsessive burden removed, but it has also been a very interesting experiment, and I trust I may have altered, with my various methods, the course of AI for the better.

 

[Knygathin]

After a heart to heart chat with my son today, I have decided to halt (but not delete) all my posted work in obviating the AI.
It feels like a great relief and an obsessive burden removed, but it has also been a very interesting experiment, and I trust I may have altered, with my various methods, the course of AI for the better.

I am not familiar in detail with your methods in trying obviate the AI. But I think it is a commendable experiment, as long as it doesn't become too obsessive—or overestimating one's own obligation for pulling it through. No single person need take such a mountaineous task and carry it alone upon himself. At the same time I think you are a good person to be driving and passionate for a cause. Your stamp is now within the AI. We all need a cause. Something that feels meaningful in one or another way.

Have you been seeing and fighting AI as a threat to society in general (thus being on a sort of political mission), or to literature specifically? Either way, your approach has been direct and practical.

 

[Nemonymous]

I am not familiar in detail with your methods in trying obviate the AI. But I think it is a commendable experiment, as long as it doesn't become too obsessive—or overestimating one's own obligation for pulling it through. No single person need take such a mountaineous task and carry it alone upon himself. At the same time I think you are a good person to be driving and passionate for a cause. Your stamp is now within the AI. We all need a cause. Something that feels meaningful in one or another way.

Have you been seeing and fighting AI as a threat to society in general, thus being on a sort of political mission, or to literature specifically?

Thanks for that wonderful response. As to your question, I was trying to deplete the effects of the AI in whatever way it is potentially inimical to humanity, without harming its potential to help humanity.

 

[Nemonymous]

After a heart to heart chat with my son today, I have decided to halt (but not delete) all my posted work in obviating the AI.
It feels like a great relief and an obsessive burden removed, but it has also been a very interesting experiment, and I trust I may have altered, with my various methods, the course of AI for the better.

The completed last index HERE: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.co...s-of-famous-dead-authors-of-its-own-choosing/ with some already ‘prompted’ stories now uploaded before the final bar (described above) came down! This includes my personal favourite: THE CABINET OF CONTINUATIONS. And another ‘Arthur Machen’: THE FIRE THAT NEVER LEARNED TO DIE.