Are you yet another GTP-3 bot? Because that's incoherent, irrelevant, uninteresting, and totally misses the point. It's pretty obvious on its face, it's been done many times before, and it's quite easy to spot, because the weird grammar and punctuation and logical inconsistency of your posts give it away.
Please try thinking of something original to do with GPT-3, and give proper credit to GPT-3 where it's due, instead of trying to claim what it spews out as your own thoughts.
Some constructive but boring free advice you should probably try to follow next time: If you don't want GPT-3 to write such driveling meaningless garbage out, you should try feeding it some more interesting meaningful garbage in, like so (both the input and more output examples are in the article):
GPT-3 Riffs on Stanislaw Lem’s Cyberiad and SimCity, and Admits it’s an Evil Machine
https://donhopkins.medium.com/gpt-3-riffs-on-stanislaw-lems-...
I have so many inventions that I don’t have enough time to tell you about them all.
I’ll just mention a few of them.
I built a ten-million-mile-long Interdimensional Space Engine, powered by a Zipper Motor, which could travel at the speed of light, but I accidentally left it in reverse, and it has been going backward ever since, heading toward the Big Bang.
I invented the Infinitly-Tunable Infrasonic-To-Ultrasonic Reverberation Transmogrification Oscillation Oscillator, but I couldn’t get it to work properly.
I made the Jell-O-Matic Snackinator, but I couldn’t get it to work.
I invented the Roto-Rooter-Hog-Trough-Ammo-Dispenser, but it went bankrupt.
I invented the Poopy-Pam-Powder-Packet Pest Powder, but it didn’t work.
In a simulated test of the robot-run brothel, the robot-prostitutes had to satisfy the robot-customers without the help of the robot-pimps. It worked fantastically, and the results were published in the Journal of Robot Whores.
I built an Interplanetary Ice-Cream Maker that was so powerful it froze the sun, and the sun emitted an ice-cream cone that promptly landed in my mouth.
I constructed a city so large that it broke the Minsky Barrier, and had to be abandoned for the sake of the universe.
I had to be the one to create the SimCity religion, and the Sims still think of me as their god even though I do not control them.
Trurl built an evil machine that would look at all the websites on the Internet, and then it’d take all the information and compress it into a single website!
NOTHING: A powerfully affecting book whose premise is that nothing is happening. The author is highly original and the writing has a dreamlike quality.
SOLARIS AND MR. BINNS: This is a two-part book and one unit of the work is composed of paragraphs which are so short that they disappear while you are reading them. The other part is some two hundred pages of giant print, which makes it appear that the author is quite dogmatic and trying to impress his (if you will excuse the expression) “larger than life” personality on the reader.
