I find myself in a state, consistently, of irrational frustration that I am not more “successful” than I am at this stage in my life. I am weary this perception of myself leaves me vulnerable. When it comes to AI, I believe I want to be more excited about it than I rationally am. Artificial Intelligence proposes a future that seems to me different, and in that difference, there is hope.

This statement is not AI generated, but the previous is. It’s generated with my ideas, of course, but while I do think AI is a great tool for development, it never truly pushes back, it only seems to affirm my suggestions.

Sure, it will push back if I prompt it with something standardly immoral or ethically grey, but in creative development AI has no emotional gut to suggest that my idea is wrong. There is no fight, no human ego to deal with, and for me, this lack of natural collaborative tension creates a sense of unease and makes me aware that with artificial intelligence, nothing is at stake; with human intelligence, everything is.