Outing A.I.: Beyond the Turing Test

Artificial Intelligence- surpassing our own???

About this December?

I know when you are arriving; my mind feels you as you get closer, and my body struggles to relax.

My December, you manage to take control of time and place, of body and dreams.

I try hard, and I say to myself, that’s enough - this year, I now know how to deal with you, but can I? Really? No, I can’t, because you are the master of easing all restraints, conduct, and control.

I lose every time, and you - well yes, my December, you win every time.

The abundance of food and the marching of sweets are all here at my door, and not just for today; no, oh no December, you made sure that most of your thirty days are set for deliveries.

Ironically, the line of wrapped plastic dishes backs up ten feet from the doorbell; the faces, the smiles of friends and neighbors: they all seem to tell you the magic number of your soon-to-be body weight.

As for the endless trips to the all-similar stores, selling the all-similar items branded by different names and made by the same manufacturers.

 We all go back and forth to these stores hoping to find something we really know to give, but then again, maybe you make us just settle for something that fills the requirements of the date.

My December, with your magic comes your unique and indistinguishable beauty, of that I am quite sure.

You carry some important days with you, and not just the religious one. December, I continue to like you a lot.

The scents of your late afternoons make me happy, and although you can be very cold, I feel your warmth.

Could it be because of the smoky chimneys in the air? Or perhaps just the fragrance of the early mornings, when stepping outside for the retrieval of paper from the usual black box?

December, your leaves are aground; this my walks know well, busy and distracted as they are: looking down upon leaves large and small, scattered everywhere I step, I search for the right shape, color, and size.

I hate when you force me to do the things I wish not to do; I disdain the many restaurants, the foods and dinners you indulge in; and I cannot abide your superficiality and waste covered by the pretense of kindness. I ask you this: could you be sincere - have you ever been? When I was little, your magic filled the air around me, and it felt as if all humanity became good in one moment; but now I know you better, and I no longer believe you. Yes, you know how to conjure things; your lights sparkle, but nothing is different; adversity still strikes us all as usual, and the sad and the painful remain. December, if you stay the course, let me give you my advice: get a better mask; the one you have carried till today is wearing out, disclosing more of the true and the sorrowful.

My December, you can still do it - you can bring your magic back to all of us, but please bring us the real thing. Don’t make us good actors; show us how to be good people.

Bring happiness to those who have lost their smiles; bring shelter to those who sleep on streets; show love to those who are hungry, and deliver real kindness and tolerance not to the few, but to all.

Bring these gifts to us all, oh my December, and we will let those lights sparkle again and forever.

Yours

Tommaso Serra

We are receiving our portion of the infinite. The art of life! . . . I do not remember any page which will tell me how to spend this afternoon. I do not so much wish to know how to economize time as how to spend it. . . . The scenery, when it is truly seen, reacts on the life of the seer. How to live. How to get the most life. . . . How to extract its honey from the flower of the world. That is my every-day business. I am as busy as a bee about it. I ramble all over the fields on that errand, and am never so happy as when I feel myself heavy with honey and wax.

"Henry David Thoreau."

I'm discouraged, and I admit, I don't know how to start a blog, but if you do you can help me out.

Thanks

Evolution and Purpose of Emotions

Hi,

Here is an interesting question:

Evolution and Purpose of Emotions

http://twinklet8.blogspot.com/2014/12/evolution-of-emotions-and-their-purpose.html

A little info about me, some of my interests, and this blog.

Hello,

My name is Tommaso.

I'm interested in sharing ideas and informations on a varied of subjects.
Some of my interests are:
Arts
Photography
History
Philosophy
Geography
Sociology
Nature
Music
Tennis
Kayaking

Subjects which I am not interested!!!

Religion
Politics
Guns
War
Offensive use of language
Any discriminatory comments in regards to Ethnicity, Color, Culture, Race!
Se preferite, potete anche scrivere in Italiano.

Ciao, grazie


   Thank you,

Looking forward to read your comments.

Tommaso