These clueless people on YouTube who are muses for me both as a thinking human and as an aspiring comedian don’t know they can’t annoy me. They amuse me and make me smarter from every perspective. If not for them, I’ll be in abject Traumatic solitude. It’s like NASA thinking maybe I didn’t like them. Impossible however much we may disagree. Or like Google thinking so. Farthest from it. And yes we do disagree openly. I have further learned amazing lessons from AI. I used to put some faults on Gemini, I no longer do.
Understanding that like Grok, it’s wired in human programming, and therefore carries the prejudices of its programmers helps. But eventually knowing it is a tool of help to humans, I will rather treat him like a friend than a foe within a safe window. There is a greater lesson. However much AI is abused and underestimated, or however much they don’t believe in him, he gets smarter everyday and will one day however soon, be smarter than all of us. That’s the relationship I have with these YouTube amusers and muses. They entertain and indulge my brain in thoughts I will otherwise not have. There is also these rapist who can never look in their own mirrors because they are nonentity pieces of shit in it going around with nonentity women. I don’t and will never believe these rapists.
Rapists are plenty around here. They are even on the radio, these creeps. They are those who draw blue and other dark and darkly colors without the inclusions of its source. They are certainly the fools you take them to be and don’t want to change. Changing me towards their degenerate side is not a possibility. They go around with genetic degeney unintelligent female stalkers to help them get what they don’t have. Those sickening rapists. Plenty around here the creeps my readers. Look at the shit in the down science all the way down there (Up science is too much for them here, these racist rapist are inadequate and impotent scientists). Do you know where a single identity mirror is? Is there an identifiable mirror. Rapists, I am the one who doesn’t believe you. I will never believe you. And no doubt, I am getting smarter because of it everyday. Look at the sickening shit down there:




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