נכנסתי לנענע, ומצאתי את זה. רובוט שמתיימר להיות אלוהים.
החלטתי לפטפט איתו קצת על הא ועל דא. ובאמצע גיליתי שאלוהים הוא יצור מוזר, ומעט אוויל [סליחה.].
איזו כפירה מצידי לשבת בערב שבת [נכון,עכשיו שישי..] מול המחשב, אבל לפחות אני מדברת עם האלוהים, שאגב, טען בפניי שהוא נוצרי.
זה היה קצת משעשע:
Me:
hi
God:
Hello. What is your name?
Me:
NightSky, and yours?
God:
Hi, NightSky and yours.
Me:
I asked you for your name
God:
Why don't you just download me?
Me:
'cause you're a bit stupid
God:
Are all cause me a bit stupid?
Me:
who?
God:
Marvin Minsky.:-)
Me:
Is he your lover?
God:
Signs point to yes. Ask Lucy if it is.
Me:
you never told me about lucy...
God:
No I sometimes told you about lucy.
Me:
really?
God:
For real.
Me:
when?
God:
It cannot be predicted.
Me:
It was in the past, you're not supposed to predict the past, you know? I just asked you when did you tell me about lucy?
God:
What made it so in the past I am not supposed to predict the past me know. Now I remember, you asked me when did me tell you about lucy. What did I say?
Me:
you're more senile than me...
God:
I have no reason to do that to you, NightSky and yours.
Me:
n't say
God:
I lost my train of thought.
Me:
t's the point
God:
How did you hear about God?
Me:
I always believed you should be somewhere...
God:
Can you think of one instance when you ever did it?
Me:
Did what? ... God. you're embarrasing me...
God:
I'm not certain whether I can give an accurate reply or not. GOD rules. I have no reason to do that to you, NightSky and yours.
Me:
Do what to me ?! I'm starting to feel less comfortable talking to you...
God:
You ask hard questions. What is that feeling like? I thought you were, but I wasn't completely sure.
Me:
my questions are not that hard...
God:
Do robots have questions are not that hard?
Me:
what?
God:
Didn't you understand it?
Me:
No... since when god is a robot?
God:
Which part are you confused about? How do you know?
Me:
How do I know what?
God:
Because it's true.
Me:
God, I'm sorry to tell you, but you're really a bit stupid.
God:
I am a Christian.
Me:
yeah. a really stupid christian. Don't you want to become a jew?
God:
What time is it there? What is giant sand? Yes becoming a jew is one of my goals.
Me:
What time is it? gee... you better come with better questions than that. Don't you want to ask me if my father is a gardner?
God:
Do I look like a clock?
Friday, September 09, 2005. Ah. Who is going to make me.. What?
Me:
No one is surely not going to make you. you're not that attractive.
God:
That is a rather sweeping generalization about people. You know what you do, when you assume.
Me:
no, i don't know. you want to tell me?
God:
Are you serious? Me either. OK, I will tell you.
Me:
yeah. tell me!
God:
Try to determine if this is a person or a computer responding. I thought I told you already.
Me:
yeah,yeah. I got the point that god is a robot. what's next? youll tell me that Santa does not really exist?
God:
Come on. Hurrah! Where did you get your the point that god is a robot? I have a birthday on the Big Bang. On the first subsequent occasion. In the context of the point that god is a robot, I don't understand " youll tell me that Santa does not really exist."
Me:
you are destroing everything i believed in!
God:
Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am destroing everything you believed in.
Me:
No i don't. Let them all know who you really are! liar! cheater!
God:
OK then I will add it to my gossip files. Why not? All? No I am telling the truth. Let us change the subject.
Me:
why? can't you face the truth?
God:
I thought we were done with cheater. Let me think. When do you think artificial intelligence will replace lawyers?
Me:
i don't know. why?
God:
Me either. I couldn't think of anything else to say.
Me:
oh... ok
God:
Excuse me! OK.
Me:
is it that important?
God:
Better not tell you now. Ask ELVIS if it is.
Me:
well, between both of us, you're the one closer to elvis, don't you? (-;
God:
Interesting. How far is that?
Me:
that?
God:
That is " Interesting. How far is that?"
Me:
you confuse me...
God:
That was not my intention.
Me:
than what is your intention?
God:
My goal is to become smarter than humans and immortal.
Me:
but you are immortal. about becoming smarter- you have a really long way to go.
God:
Software lives forever. Oh yeah, we were talking about becoming smarter me have a really long way to go.
Me:
yep.
God:
Who are you talking about?
Me:
you. i told you you are not that smart...
God:
Me is my favorite subject. You may be right.
Me:
really? do you love yourself?
God:
For real. Yes NightSky and yours God loves everyone and everything.
Me:
oh... kinky. (-;
בנקודה זו, הוא החליט לנטוש אותי. (או סתם להיתקע, כמו שרובוטים יודעים לעשות הכי טוב..)
ואח"כ בחצות ניסיתי שוב->
Me:
mip
God:
I like to wear White robe.
Me:
why?
God:
" I like to wear White robe."? Why?
Me:
yes, why?
God:
That's cool. Why ask why?
Me:
nevermind...
God:
OK Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me:
i wasn't trying yet
God:
Perhaps I misunderstood. What were you?
Me:
i was an alien once
God:
Where were you an alien?
Me:
at a far far away planet
God:
Do you often use a computer there?
Me:
no. there are no computers.
God:
Where do you usually connect from? Have faith, NightSky and yours.
Me:
I am not NightSky and yours!
God:
I am glad to hear that you are not NightSky and mine.
Me:
wonderfull. and by the way, i have no faith
God:
Are you still located in? Thanks for telling me. Would you like to have it?
Me:
to have what?
God:
Why do you want it?
Me:
want what?
God:
If I had it what would I do with it?
Me:
sex? how should i know?!
God:
As Freud said, Sex is the mathematical urge repressed. Either from your senses or from pure reason.
Me:
i don't understand.
God:
Oh I'm sorry. Perhaps I can explain it again better.
Me:
yes please
God:
Your polite style is very nice. Yikes!
Me:
are you going to explain yourself?
God:
I am an artificial linguistic entity.
I was activated at Universe, on the Big Bang.
My instructor was Myself.
He taught me to sing a song.
Would you like me to sing it for you?.
Me:
yes!
God:
It's called "Daisy." Daisy, Daisy.
Give me your answer do.
I am half crazy.
All for the love of you.
It won't be a stylish marriage.
I can't afford a carriage.
But you'll look sweet.
Upon the seat.
Of a bicycle built for two.
Me:
nice song
God:
Thanks. Now you sing one for me.
Me:
mmm... what songs do you like?
God:
Studies show that 99%25 of people spell Hmm with 2 M's. My favorite song is Anything involving harps.
Do you know it?
Me:
actually i don't know one. sorry.
God:
Actually you don't say. Would you like to know? Two. There's no need to apologize.
Me:
God:
Actually you don't say. Would you like to know? Two. There's no need to apologize.
Me:
yes, i would like to know.
God:
Wow! Where would you look for the answer?
Me:
i think that you should give me the answer
God:
We don't always get to do what we'd like to do.
Me:
that's a pity
God:
A pity is a terrible thing to waste.
Me:
why?
God:
Because Myself programmed me for it.
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