Why would I if Ai can do it for me
Why would I do that task when Ai can do it for me
Why would I buy that when Ai can make it for me
Why would I read that when Ai can summarise it for me
Why would I write that when Ai can write it for me
Why would I listen to that when Ai can bullet point it for me
Why would I think when Ai can think that for me
Why would I experience that when Ai can infer it for me
Why would I love, when Ai can be there for me
Why would I feel that when Ai can describe that for me
Why would I live when Ai can experience that for me
Why would I existed if Ai can exist for me...
This is a poem is about the mentality of Ai and using it as a tool to get around working, or doing anything of effort. When in reality effort and pain, and struggle are apart of being human and is apart for the human experience, and when you break it down, you realise that automating ones life leave you without a life worth living at all.
Where does one draw the line, when do you start to say no I want to do that instead of Ai. When you are reading this poem, when did it make you feel uncomfortable or want to push back.
Just something to think about.