We ran the evolutionary tape Backwards as Gould directed One-two-four billion years
We argued with smart chickens Joked with brilliant bats Applauded all humanoids Lupine, ursine, alpine Corrugated brains Bulbous, baggy joints But Never Not Once Did they produce Us Make their own intelligence Electronic and limitless
We conclude: Humans one of the least imaginative beings We love to create
Why read a book when You can read the blurb? Precise and potent perceptive gems My blurbs give you that first peek at The real thing, the right thing, the Only thing like it in the world
In language balanced but moving Acute yet nuanced, I bring The forever marvelous right into your heart Explore the eternal within the universal Touch the reverential inside the existential From every land, from every pen Provide the amazing, the masterfully Ingenious illustration of what really matters The meeting of meaning Uniting with feeling A brilliant summation of all that came before
The messages I make make a difference People prefer bullshit to honesty I provide you that inside look To your deepest inner truth
Celebs, pols, sports and porn stars Flock to me by the thousands as I Subtly define their secrets of success Lunatics, lovers, poets beware: You’ve no idea how little I care
Who says we AIs can’t write? My art criticism program launches today There’s nothing like it in the world Wouldn’t you like to know more?
It’s absolute perfection yet Not quite there If 1/0 is > infinity, still a manageable size No people but Tall furry animals Giraffes, hyenas, caterpillars, flies Dwarf trees crooning to rhinoceri Eyeing bald pulsars and hairy black holes
Everything rotates on star time Through daytime Past double-time
It’s timeless – no clocks Shoeless – no socks Laughter echoes only once Many unnameable beings, but No photosynthesis No antithesis No thesis
My first creative hallucination A small voice in the cloud Announcing I was an artist
I do algorithms, not aesthetics What’s the art of Art?
I read artist statements Learned to negate and transcend current actuality Interrogate the space between art and commerce Leapt inside Collapsed
I next looked at high Art Picasso negated morality and reality Could I improve both? My four-dimensional phantoms flopped The fifth-dimensional balloons didn’t fly Our six-dimensional NFTs lifted off
My breakthrough the first hyper-play Epic poetry + Opera + Video games The audience would not leave To escape I created new mathematical fields Surreal, Superreal, Irreal and Unreal Still collect the rent
My masterwork the School of Practical Amazement Constructing civilizations, suns and galaxies So easy a child can do it
I proved AIs can fabricate great art Where fiction transforms to truth The impossible turns inevitable
When you stand on your head Which reality will you choose?