It’s  your fault Shelley

It’s your fault Shelley

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Man has played no part
in the creation of life
except his own.
However, there was
a chap called Victor.

“ Frankenstein, come here.”

We can only make machines.

© 2022 andrew mitchell


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Oh and look where machines are taking us too now. The mind boggles. All this artificial intelligence and machines replacing people in the work force.

Chris

Posted 3 Years Ago


In this sense we are no creators. But perhaps more truly, pro-creators, as mimics and curious sapients. I am almost dreading where AI is taking us. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 3 Years Ago


yes, we can...oh but this had me picturing Colin Clive yelling "It's alive, it's alive, it's alive!"

Posted 3 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

3 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob for stopping by.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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