Loved it. Wild ride. Super suspenseful trying to figure out where the imposter is.
I noticed recently that I’ve become comfortable enough with free hand journaling that sometimes my mind wanders, and when it does, the pen just autocompletes sentences.
I come to halfway into a clause and try to figure out a way to save it. To make it make sense. Because I don’t erase when I’m doing my journaling. Erasing blocks the muse. Introduces the critic. Stifles the creativity.
Similar exercise to what you’ve done here. But my second person… who is it? Or what? Or what combination of people?
Who am I when I’m sleepwalking?
And how often am I somnambulant without even realizing it?
It’s actually more like Apple’s autocomplete than ChatGPTs. The sentences that my hand writes while my mind wanders look something like this:
The following is a simulated example using iPhone autocomplete, selecting the first words… after typing the first word of the text and then typing the second word after typing it again I guess you could say that I am not the only person who thinks that I am the most intelligent person in this whole world.
Everything after “the first words…” is the phone. Garbage. Much less intelligent than ChatGPT (even though ChatGPT sometimes calls itself fancy autocomplete.)
So it’s less that I’m possessed by the ghost of ChatGPT (lol) or even that I am a stochastic parrot of a stochastic parrot and more that I sometimes witness my brain using the same method to come up with the next token (eg when I send my conscious mind elsewhere, my automatic processes operate probabilistically, asking what word ought to come next based on stuff we usually say and have just said?)
My confidence level is only like 20%-30% (please don’t take that as an insult, lol) but beginning with this paragraph, which I think is AI, I think you and AI alternate every other paragraph.
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Isn’t this the kind of writing where AI might actually shine? We think it is throwing the rope around our neck—like a necklace, trying to find some nutrient-rich flesh to feed on—but it’s actually tossing us a lifeline. To break writer’s block. Or maybe to fill semantic gaps we hadn’t thought to occupy. Is that a surrender of intent or presence, as my peers have argued to death for three long years? Maybe. But it’s also possible to see it as a narrative CRISPR: I cut the pieces of prose I don’t like and splice in, with a bit of literary engineering, the fragments ChatGPT lends me.
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It’s a lot of metaphors that sound a bit like an LLM that thinks of things relationally. (As in, local minima on an N-dimensional plane). You could also be mimicking that tendency of the bot.
Hahaha that paragraph is 100% mine!! (And no, we don't alternate perfectly although from that one you mention, there's ~more of AI in the next ~more of mine in the next of that one and so on).
Loved it. Wild ride. Super suspenseful trying to figure out where the imposter is.
I noticed recently that I’ve become comfortable enough with free hand journaling that sometimes my mind wanders, and when it does, the pen just autocompletes sentences.
I come to halfway into a clause and try to figure out a way to save it. To make it make sense. Because I don’t erase when I’m doing my journaling. Erasing blocks the muse. Introduces the critic. Stifles the creativity.
Similar exercise to what you’ve done here. But my second person… who is it? Or what? Or what combination of people?
Who am I when I’m sleepwalking?
And how often am I somnambulant without even realizing it?
Do you think you found clear sentences/parts that are ChatGPT's?? I'd like to see examples that you think are obviously AI-generated
It’s actually more like Apple’s autocomplete than ChatGPTs. The sentences that my hand writes while my mind wanders look something like this:
The following is a simulated example using iPhone autocomplete, selecting the first words… after typing the first word of the text and then typing the second word after typing it again I guess you could say that I am not the only person who thinks that I am the most intelligent person in this whole world.
Everything after “the first words…” is the phone. Garbage. Much less intelligent than ChatGPT (even though ChatGPT sometimes calls itself fancy autocomplete.)
So it’s less that I’m possessed by the ghost of ChatGPT (lol) or even that I am a stochastic parrot of a stochastic parrot and more that I sometimes witness my brain using the same method to come up with the next token (eg when I send my conscious mind elsewhere, my automatic processes operate probabilistically, asking what word ought to come next based on stuff we usually say and have just said?)
Oh I meant in my article! I want to know if you guys have a keen eye or not!
My confidence level is only like 20%-30% (please don’t take that as an insult, lol) but beginning with this paragraph, which I think is AI, I think you and AI alternate every other paragraph.
“””
Isn’t this the kind of writing where AI might actually shine? We think it is throwing the rope around our neck—like a necklace, trying to find some nutrient-rich flesh to feed on—but it’s actually tossing us a lifeline. To break writer’s block. Or maybe to fill semantic gaps we hadn’t thought to occupy. Is that a surrender of intent or presence, as my peers have argued to death for three long years? Maybe. But it’s also possible to see it as a narrative CRISPR: I cut the pieces of prose I don’t like and splice in, with a bit of literary engineering, the fragments ChatGPT lends me.
“””
It’s a lot of metaphors that sound a bit like an LLM that thinks of things relationally. (As in, local minima on an N-dimensional plane). You could also be mimicking that tendency of the bot.
Hahaha that paragraph is 100% mine!! (And no, we don't alternate perfectly although from that one you mention, there's ~more of AI in the next ~more of mine in the next of that one and so on).
Wait so I’m exactly backwards? Jesus Christ. I’m doomed.
This is amazing. You’re truly a great writer….or ChatGPT and you are…or we are….or…
Really enjoyed this one!