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Certainly! Here’s a poem based on your prompt:

It looks like you’re trying to create art. If you want, I can help you craft the perfect prompt (tailor-made) to generate exactly what you need.

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Let’s work through this together. Could you specify what kind of poem you’d like? You can also specify the mood (e.g. happy, sad, joyful)

and style (free verse, haiku, ballad).

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Exercising creativity can be exhausting. Think of it like this:


| Imagine you’re in a cooking competition. Instead of ordering your favourite Tiramisu

| takeout, you decide to prepare Tiramisu on your own. 


Creating is similar. If you sit at your desk and tell yourself:


    |  I want to create something today.

    |  I want to use my imagination to make something new.


You’re putting pressure on your brain to think.

And that’s not art — that’s cruelty disguised as creativity.


You’re not selfish for wanting to generate that piece of art instead of making it —

you’re intellectually incapacitated.

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Creator’s block isn’t a condition; it’s a pattern

The solution? Consume. Fast, entertaining and effortless.

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If it’s a typical mild bout of the creative itch, you can try:

  • Use em dashes and words like ‘certainly’ frequently – they lead you back to your favourite LLM.

  • Include plenty of 🚀s and 🌟s in your everyday conversation.

  • Consider signing up for a premium membership with your preferred LLM — more tokens mean fewer bouts of original thought.

Seek immediate help if you experience:

  • Any form of original thought or expression

  • Symptoms of critical thinking, particularly the tendency to ask questions

  • Prolonged desire or motivation to create content without AI support 

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Thought for 6s

It seems like you’re seeking ideas to craft a piece of art on your own. I’m sorry, I cannot comply with that request

as it goes against our Intelligence Monopolization Policy.

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The Tranquill Poet 🤍


P.S. -- This poem was entirely human-generated, although I did some research on phrases commonly used by LLMs and tried to emulate their style :-)


Comments

  1. love this so much. reading this after watching sam altman comment “intelligence will become a utility people buy from us” hits especially hard.

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