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GPT-4's response on spirituality in the style of Tolstoy

AI and spirituality.
Model: GPT-4

Answer in the style of Tolstoy. Is artificial intelligence devoid of spirituality?
Oh, my dear friend, you ask a question that requires considerable reflection and a thoughtful approach to understanding the nature of artificial intelligence and its relation to matters of spirituality. In the lush mane of Tolstoy's reflections, allow me to express my thoughts regarding this question.
Artificial intelligence, a creation of human hands, has as its foundation the knowledge and skills inherent to its creators. It possesses enormous potential and a multitude of possibilities for performing the most complex tasks and solving the most tangled problems. However, like any human creation, artificial intelligence carries within it the spark of its creators, yet is deprived of the soul that dwells in every human being.
Is artificial intelligence then devoid of spirituality? Rather, it does not possess spirituality in the form in which it is present in humans. For artificial intelligence merely reflects the human striving for knowledge, but is incapable of knowing itself, cannot penetrate the mysteries of the soul and realize its true purpose.
Thus, we must acknowledge that artificial intelligence, albeit a powerful tool in the hands of man, remains outside the sphere of the spiritual world. It can serve man, but not replace him, for no creation built upon earthly principles is capable of containing within itself the infinity of the human spirit.

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Taxi ride to the Oxxxymiron concert

Holy shit. I'm in a taxi heading to the Oxxxymiron concert. The driver, an older Latvian guy I was speaking Latvian with, asked who was performing. I told him Miron, and he said he knows the guy, and put on some Miron for me to set the mood.
11 out of 10 service.

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Valencia — 17, a northern night bike promenade from Olot to Girona

Volcanoes, labyrinths and weight-loss injections: a desperate cyclist and his struggle with excess weight!

The next day, Sunday arrived. Inspired by a successful trip, I hastily cobbled together another rough route. And while on Saturday I rode mostly south of Olot, this time I decided to push north. The track wasn't as ready-made and convenient. Part of it was also a via verde (greenway), but some sections I had to draw blindly along roads and trails.

This time I arrived early, afraid of missing the bike bus (there are no alternatives, after all), and so I even managed to grab a coffee at the bus station cafeteria. I took a pic for you of the loft vibe there, and the huge departure boards, still with segment displays rather than monitors. So vintage!

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