But where is he? Asked the assistant team leader with panic in his voice.
He was looking for the competition sponsor, Mr. Larry Royce.
The seventh grade team was snickering, but not helpful yet.
They knew that their principal was going to have an enormous fit.
It’s not our fault we are elaborate thinkers, the robotics captain said.
She motioned to a robot whose face was turning a scarlet red.
That’s Mr. Royce, she admitted. We turned him into a little bot.
assistant team leader became the sponsor, that minute, on the spot.
I cry between the lines, A.I. verse this will never be.
I defy the artificial assembler of words to impersonate,
to predict this in living color.
Absent from its language database is the driving arousal,
the hormonal passions defining my mind.
It can’t know the meaning of hunger or the rush of adrenalin.
It has never felt a sex drive or experienced an ******.
Conditional A.I. can perform automated reasoning,
Algorithmic rules like a script for a puppet.
A.I. words are hollow placeholders applied according to a
logic of learning supplied by humans.
A.I. will repeat the learning routine until it masters the task,
playing chess or imitating a poet.
Artificial Intelligence never feels joy or grief,
never sleeps, weeps, or dreams,
knows not the flavors of ice cream or potatoes,
lacks any wonder in the beauty of a spring day,
cannot comprehend my primordial span of fervor.
Despite the fatalism of high-tech CEOs,
our extinction is a choice.
Lacking agency or sentience,
A.I. robots are no threat to the human race.
Featured Poem in WordPress: March 30, 2024
Published on The Opiate Website: March 30, 2024
A robot flushed my glands today
Efficiently with no foreplay
So now I could work
As a soda jerk
But robots took my job away . . .
Creator robot burger
Fad or future?
Robotics
Gears. Blocks.
Moving, building, impressing, sense of accomplishment
Intelligent, futuristic, privilege,
Robotics
Robotics To Come
In the Star online today, there are a few articles on robotics....
From a robotic language teacher to an IKEA furniture assembler....
And the introduction of robotic workers in the construction sectors...
Besides the all too familiar mechanical arms in car assembly lines the world all over....
There are already mobile robotic waiters in some eating outlets....
Presently as a prop and as a novelty item to draw in paying customers...
The verdict is out there, about the latest technologies and innovation......
These are being introduced to counter problems of labour shortages and expertise...
Hohoho....
Even a teacher's job is now potentially in jeopardy...
Who needs a cranky school teacher when you can have your pick...
Of a sweet sexy voiced robot that is non judgemental and of infinite patience...
Hohoho...
I learned,
I created,
I explored,
That’s how i spent those days,
Inside of my mind.
Then I found a wonderful thing
And then,
I learned,
I created,
I explored,
For the world
But those,
Hours spent with friends,
In this wonderful family,
Finding our limits,
Fine-tuning our skills
Every day we worked in that classroom
But for us, it wasn’t work
It was learning, creating, exploring
And it wasn’t a classroom,
For those few hours each day,
It was our world,
Where we learned,
Where we created,
Where we explored.
Human way to just dictate
Robotics way to translate
Technology being a relay
No physical office workers to be there
Robotics will be the new twist
This is something no one will miss
Efficiency faster than human labor
Dictation will be more of a snap
There will be even time to research a destination map
Business letters electronically typed by using your voice
How the business letters are arranged being your choice
Imagine financial statements being precise to the T
Everything ready for presentation for all to see
Human speed won’t be needed anymore
Labor physical employees will be given the open door
Office automation being office technology of tomorrow
But to the human employee force meaning sorrow
Technology being on the move
Efficiency in precise and decisions in never have to think twice.
Scrape your burning eyes that the sands may fall unto the wayside ~
Spilling from these hidden crevices of tindered truths; costume castles....
Aflame; embedded in the oceans tides of built to wash aways, logistical lies!?
This mirage selling you its tropical paradise while as sharpening both edges
Of its knife; to slice these veins and pierce your heart; watch you bleed, as
Illusions secretive palms sprinkle their buckets of filtered waters, promises....
Blue moons mannequin brochures; black cloud parades going by this seasides
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....Summer vacation resorts, requiem in robotics?!
Robotics
Do we call it war?
Who controls killing controls?
Who is the winner?