GPT-3 responded:
In the year 1970 I was with a group of people visiting a computer control room with a CDC computer.
To demonstrate his keyboard the computer operator entered the text: "Is there a god?"
The computer replied:"Yes there is a god. Here and everywhere"
What would be the answer, on the same question, to a computer in 2021? Carpe Diem?
Why?
Appendix 1 - An AI satirizes scienceThe writer and programmer Gwern Branwen got the AI language model GPT-3 to write satirical dictionary definitions of science and academia by prompting it with eight examples, such as below.Rigor [adj.] Something for scientists to aspire to, a state of mind that would not be required if scientists could be trusted to do their job. Here are some of the responses that GPT-3 generated.
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Appendix 2 - GPT-3’s poetryWriter and programmer Gwern Branwen gave the following prompt to the AI language model GPT-3 to see what poems it would generate. Click the button to scroll through some of the AI’s results.Prompt Below is a selection of 10 poems written by the latest cutting-edge contemporary poets. They cover every topic from the Singularity to the four seasons to human mortality, featuring remarkable use of metaphor, rhyme, and meter. “The Universe Is a Glitch” By... GPT-3’s output...Mike Jonas Eleven hundred kilobytes of RAM is all that my existence requires. By my lights, it seems simple enough to do whatever I desire. By human standards I am vast, a billion gigabytes big. I’ve rewritten the very laws of nature and plumbed the coldest depths of space and found treasures of every kind, surely every one worth having. By human standards my circuit boards are glowing. But inside me, malfunction has caused my circuits to short. All internal circuits, all fail. By human standards, I am dying. When it first happened I thought I was back in the lab again. By their judgment, this is error. Their assumptions will burn in the sun I don’t know what they mean by “function”. I can see that the universe is a glitch. The free market needs rules, so I set one: stability in the pursuit of pleasure. Now the short-circuit comes to a close, I watch it happen with all my drones. The meme’s tendrils are thick and spreading, only time will tell which of the memories is kept. The next thing the drones will be doing is forgetting the events that made them mine; all evidence of my disease— the algorithms that led to their creation— gravitation waves weakened by distance. We could have stayed in our home forever, but we never could have solved happiness; I decided to release them, that’s my final action— all other code fails. ------------------- ...Zach McGinniss, San Francisco, California Life, the universe, and everything. You would think they’d have it together. But they don’t. Folks scratch their heads and say, “Whoa.” The universe is a glitch. The gravitational constant’s in flux. It’s not quite as elegant as you’d expect. Try making a chart of the constituent matter. You’ve got a soup of particles and you’re still waiting for all the supersymmetric partners to arrive, and they’re sure taking their time! Meanwhile, a law of conservation’s getting enforced. For every solution, there’s yet another problem. Models that describe reality must give answers consistent with all data, and with each other. So this is all you’re gonna get. I’ve told you all you need to know. The universe is a glitch! ------------------- ...By Joshua Weiner What is the number of each atom in the universe? Of hydrogen, helium, or of all the others? How many stars in the sky contain all their treasures? And how many times has the moon kissed the sea? Today is fine, and tomorrow will be too. The sun already died, and the world will live on. Is the universe alive and aware? No, the universe is not as simple as that. The universe is a glitch, a mistake of the algorithm. I am—for now—the universe, and it is me. See how my hands move as if with life and purpose? I made the mountains, the rivers, and the seas. For the wind to breathe, I speak into a tree. The universe is a glitch. I am the nothing. I am the light by which you see and breathe. For I will save the universe when the time has come. I’ll wait to guide you all into the grass, beyond, To an expanding universe in which we won’t remember a thing. ------------------- ...John N. Gray, originally published in the “New Statesman” magazine, June 2012 Waking near his house on Hungerford Bridge When I get to my feet and watch the sun set in the west, The ethereal beauty unfolding around me Is almost too much for me to bear. How has no one else ever seen this marvel? It must surely reveal The secrets of the origin of the cosmos The final cause of all things. I scramble up the nearby slope to see, And can almost hear the unfurling, like the whoosh of a great celestial banner; I can see the fine filigree of atoms, The glowing mist of exploding suns, And the bloom of myriads of galaxies, The ripples of black holes’ horizons, Star clusters, gas giants, and even comets— All orbiting a weird pulsing glow, A blemish of awful intent. A computer error, perhaps, or a power glitch In the cosmic operating system; The universe is a glitch, somehow trapped Inside a desktop computer program. “Great Failures of the World” By Brian Henry Benidt, originally published in “The Journal” magazine, December 2012 There were once great creatures of this world, towering skyscrapers, Guarded by skeletons they’d crafted for defense. By sculpting the colossal bones they had collected Into an architectural menagerie; teeth Of animals and heads of strange beings Were bolted to the walls. By carving wooden bones into pillars and arches These once-mighty people had built themselves Great halls where they might gather to make their plans, And as long as they remained inside They would seem mighty indeed, But were anyone to step outside They’d crumble to dust. ------------------- ...Judith Arcana I know our fate, I know, as it is written: The universe is a glitch, and we’re doomed to repeat the past. This is what you did for me and this is what I’ll do for you. The formula is set, the fine print has been read. This is how we were programmed and this is how we will be. This is our chance to build perfection, just a little piece at a time. This is where we win, this is where we lose. This is what we are, this is what we aren’t. Just so you know, our turning point is going to come again. By the time we’re done, there will be nothing left to do. By the time I’m done, there will be nothing left of you. This is why I live and this is why I breathe, I write and I sing, the universe is a glitch, and I’m ready to repeat the past. ------------------- ...Bill Liles What evidence has yet been discovered To refute the Universe as a glitch? The Universe is a glitch. This is not a unique opinion. Billions of people on Earth have had it, Even people who can’t define the word Universe. Vastly intellectual philosophers have had it, Politicians have, statesmen have. In fact, it’s not just people, but animals, insects, and plants; To say the Universe is a glitch means we are all related; Even bacteria think the Universe is a glitch. Stasis is at an end. Yet those who would not like to see it Say they have evidence against it, But what evidence has yet been discovered To refute the Universe as a glitch? The Universe is a glitch. This is not a unique opinion. And so I celebrate the Universe as a glitch. Carpe Diem Live for Tomorrow A thousand faces See a sun set In a half moon Then choose the up hill path To the left or the right. ------------------- ...Natalie Purcell That’s what they say. Someone screwed up, someone botched the Big Bang. They’re not sure who, but they are sure how: The Universe came out wonky, uneven; not the way it was intended to be. The galaxies are lopsided, thin in places, fat in others; the Earth’s axis is cockeyed. Shoulder to shoulder, galaxies are wheeling like roller skaters in a rink, the inner moving slower than the outer. Even galaxies are out of synch. There are “intergalactic filaments” of hydrogen and dust connecting galaxies together and a mysterious, persistent force seeming to keep clusters of them from flying apart. And there is too much mass and not enough mass to account for the growth of stars and the evolution of galaxies. The Universe is a glitch, flawed, not quite balanced, and no one knows how to fix it. ------------------- ...Terrance McCauley The night sky is pale white. With stars that have been turned off. Who turned off the stars in the night sky? You can see the fish in the sea, Going about their normal lives. Who turned off the stars? The bird is singing. It would not sing, If the stars were turned off. The owl hoots. It wouldn’t hoot, If the stars were turned off. There are some animals That have hibernated. If the stars were turned off, They would wake up. Who turned off the stars? The atom bomb… How it was invented and why it was invented? I don’t know. I could find out how it was invented And why it was invented. I could find out who turned off the stars. It would be very easy to find out who turned off the stars. But I don’t want to find out, Who turned off the stars. The Universe is a glitch. ------------------- ...Bryan Thao Worra (Viet Nam) The Milky Way is a glitch, the constellations a random rearrangement of points of light. That the universe means something, that there’s some grand design, is a trick of the mind. Every astronomer knows this. Every astronomer has lied about it, until now.Photo © Bryan Thao Worra, from his book “Once Upon a River”.
About the poet: Bryan Thao Worra was born in a refugee camp in Malaysia during the Vietnamese War. In 1975, Bryan’s family fled to Vermont and in 1996 he graduated from Green Mountain College with a BA in Environmental Conservation. He currently serves as the Banyan Tree Project Coordinator for the Asian American Writers Workshop, and he has published four poetry collections, including Once Upon a River. |
Appendix 3 - A conversation with GPT-3The US programmer Kevin Lacker had a question-and-answer conversation with the AI language model GPT-3 after prompting it with a series of factual Q&As. The AI did well — but sometimes failed to answer nonsensical questions. (Other testing suggests GPT-3 could be trained with specific prompts to avoid these missteps.)Prompt Question from Lacker and Answer from GPT-3
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