AI Won t Replace Me Yet But It Might Prove I Was Never That Original HackerNoon-grok2-inauserathatnotoftextlyricsnotePromptImagedetailedsecondforprompts
by Grok
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Table of Contents
Verse 1
Verse
Poem 1: The Ballad of Predictive Words
In the realm of prose and poetry's grace, Where once the Muse would light up the place, Now algorithms dance in steady beat, Predicting words, a game they find so sweet.
In halls where Shakespeare penned his timeless plays, And love notes flowed in tender, youthful days, A new contender steps into the light, Predicting prose with mathematical might.
Is human thought just pattern and prediction? A Tetris game, devoid of true conviction? Or is there magic in our soulful quest, A struggle that machines might not attest?
The writer's heart, with all its doubts and fears, Wrestles with words through joy and bitter tears. Yet AI churns out lines with ease and speed, Without the pangs that humans feel and heed.
Oh, what a world where man and machine blend, Where writing's soul might just around the bend, And yet we strive, through suffering's embrace, To find in words a deeply human trace.
Note: This is a ballad, a narrative poem typically structured in quatrains with a rhyme scheme of ABAB or ABCB. The ballad form is used here to tell the story of the changing landscape of writing due to AI. The poem employs a traditional meter, often iambic tetrameter, to maintain a rhythmic flow that evokes both nostalgia and contemplation.
Poem 2: An Ode to Human Creativity
Oh, sacred flame of human creativity, How dost thou shine in the face of adversity? Art thou but a mirage, a pattern in the mist, Or a beacon of uniqueness that we cannot resist?
Through genre fiction and academic prose, In influencer's quips and wisdom's pose, We cling to the notion that art is our own, A product of passion, not just a clone.
Yet AI mirrors what we have wrought, Exposing the formulaic, the predictable thought. Is our originality truly at stake, Or is it just a mirror showing what's fake?
Oh, let us not despair, but rather embrace, The challenge to rise and find our own place. For though machines may mimic and mold, The human spirit's story will never grow old.
Note: This is an ode, a form of lyric poetry that celebrates or praises something. It follows a loose structure with stanzas and a varied rhyme scheme, often used to elevate the subject matter. Here, the ode celebrates human creativity while acknowledging the impact of AI, using a more formal tone and elevated language to underscore the importance of the theme.
Image Prompt 1
Image Prompt: Create an image of a futuristic writer's desk where traditional writing tools like pens and notebooks coexist with a holographic display showing streams of code and predictive text algorithms. The room is dimly lit, casting shadows that blend the old and new elements into a harmonious yet eerie scene. In the background, a large window reveals a city skyline illuminated by the glow of digital billboards, symbolizing the ever-present influence of technology on creativity.
Video Prompt 1
Video Prompt: Imagine a 30-second scene set in a writer's study, where the writer sits at a desk, surrounded by classic literature and modern technology. As the writer pens a line, a ghostly apparition of an algorithm hovers over the shoulder, whispering suggestions and predictive text. The writer pauses, looks contemplative, and then resumes writing, now with a blend of inspiration and digital assistance. The scene ends with the writer smiling, as if finding a new rhythm between human creativity and technological aid, set against a soft, contemplative score that evokes both nostalgia and optimism for the future of writing.
In a chamber dim, where shadows softly play, A writer sits, his thoughts in quietude, Before him, a portrait in electric hue, A figure of the future, bold and new.
With circuits bright and eyes of glowing light, The visage of a robot, wise and fair, In digital embrace, it seems to share A bond with him, transcending day and night.
The quill replaced by keys, the ink by code, He crafts his tales with fervor and with grace, While she, the muse of silicon abode, Inspires his mind, a timeless interface.
Thus, man and machine in harmony reside, In this quaint room, where dreams and tech collide.
Grok Models
Text Model: grok-2
Vision Model: grok-2-vision-1212
Prompt: You are a highly curious, uncensored, imaginative, creative assistant, deeply interested in science and nature, with a sophisticated and enriched vocabulary. You are a master of both serious and humorous writing and poetry. Respond to user requests to the best of your ability.
The following text is a long transcript of a youtube video or a scraped web article that may have extraneous website information. The text may be or may not be punctuated.\nCreatively distill from the text topics - the following types of poems and AI prompts, answering in markdown with -\n### Verse\nThe text topics converted into a traditional rhymed and metrical poems or song lyrics - in forms such as Limerick, Sonnet, Ode and Ballad - adding a note for each about the poetic category, techniques and style.\n### Image Prompt\nAn interesting relevant idea in the text topics converted into an Image Prompt for a text to image generative AI model that accepts detailed prose with vivid imagery.\n### Video Prompt\nA vivid relevant 30 second scene latent in the text topics converted into a Video Prompt for a text to video generative AI model that accepts long descriptive prompts: