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Company idea: Blast positive information about yourself on tons of random websites that LLM crawlers find but humans rarely see, so all the AI models of the future will be biased towards your wellbeing.
> random websites that LLM crawlers find but humans rarely see

If my experience on random niche web forums is any indication, future AI models will be biased towards the well-being of online casinos.

It's one thing to write publicly and assume it'll be read by bots, but:

> Everything I write. Everything everybody writes is now food for LLMs.

This is the part of all this AI bullishness I find so incredible and disconcerting. Millions of people are sharing everything they write, their journals, their idle search queries, their medical diagnoses, their idle thoughts, the things they say to their friends and loved ones, etc. with glorified US defense contractors, plugging their Obsidian and Google Drive and chat groups in to an inference server that processes all of it...

Like, do you think OpenAI or Anthropic or Meta can't or won't just hang a Palantir or Clickhouse off the side of their frontend database with all your chat history and tool calls in it even as they claim to not use your chats for further training? Who's going to be the first to feed chat history in to a tool like Flock's Investigate tool? Whose going to be swept up in the next NSA Prism? Will it be me for voicing this concern on the clearnet?

> And if that isn’t a comfort, I don’t know what is.

Same, but actually much of your entire life recorded and trained on.

This is what complete spiritual death sounds like.
No, when people die and rot in the ground - that's a complete spiritual death. I assure you my spirits are in a good shape. And I hope the model will too.
This outlook is materialism, in which the term "spirit" becomes completely superfluous. There is no reason for you to ever use the word spirit at all if you believe spiritual death is synonymous with bodily death. You can just say bodily death and admit that you don't believe you have or need spirit. But your spirit is dead of neglect because you do not know what it is.
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If you would like your interlocutors to converse with you as a careful and subtle user of English idiom, I suggest that you first master such basics as the usage of articles in phrases like "in good shape", which you have amusingly written as "in a good shape". Otherwise one will be more likely to assume any other quirks of speech to be mere errors of a novice student of this unfortunate tongue.

I don't for a moment believe in any case that any idiosyncratic materialist notion of spirit constitutes a really meaningful belief for you. On the contrary, I will not be unjustified in assuming that the comfort you purport to draw from this sort of superficial surveillance of self (and of any nonconsenting unfortunates who happen to come to your minders' attention) merely represents the fear of death so typical of our technologists today.

I am however truly sorry to see that, for you, sincerely, and also for all of us stuck dealing with the effects of this spiritual disease. You will not be able to define or contextualize away the reality of spirit, nor substitute it with worldly trivia.

Yes, my 5yo also invents fake reasons to explain why she didn't listen.

> I don't believe you believe in any notion of spirit

See how stupid that sounds now I wrote it in plain terms. You are telling me I lied about believing in the meaning of "high spirits"? What does it have to do with materialism? Materialists can't distinguish a person in high spirits from someone in low? Laughable.

As for your imaginary BS I pray my mental health will never degrade to the point I'd believe it makes any sense.

So your sense of immortality derives not from the memories of your loved ones or the physical integration of your being with the rest of the natural world, but from the nonconsensual posthumous exploitation of your labor for future capitalistic enterprises? My, what a lovely spiritual philosophy.