Reminders — your choices are all yours

happy or unhappy

kind or cruel

generous or selfish

Choices are rarely black or white but rather a spectrum of grey and rarely right or wrong because life and circumstance make everything just a little messy. Although, with enough time and like a scatter plot, your tendency will lean one way or the other and offer a reflection of who you are.

knowledgeable or ignorant

trustworthy or unreliable

honest or deceptive

Freewill is to blame (ask any philosopher). It gives us the ability to choose, set our own destiny and by extension, becomes a major contributor to our identity and place in the world. I am not suggesting this is the only factor that contributes to who you are or that all choices are equal, simple, or easy. In many cases choice is not binary and there are more than two choices available — although in many of the most important aspects of who we are (or want to be), it does lean one way or another and is easy to call out the choice you have made.

tenacious or complacent

accepting or intolerant

brave or complicit

Choice, and the results of your choice, brings consequence. It always strikes me funny when I hear someone say, “That’s not who I am” because of something they have done. Without fail, and sometimes out loud I say, “of course it is, it’s exactly who you are”.

responsible or careless

hardworking or lazy

humble or arrogant

It’s important to own your choices. One reason is because you don’t want to find yourself reflecting on your life and dwell on the regrets as a result of your choices. A second reason is simple accountability. It is imperative to take accountability for who you are and the consequences of your choices — it is the only way to ensure you are the person you want to be. If you don’t look in the mirror and self correct you, will find yourself looking back on your life with a list of grievances and reasons why it was someone else’s fault.

It was no accident the choices I offered were of character and not simply should I be a lawyer or a welder. As we come to the end of 2024 and as impossible as it sounds, in many respects it is worse than 2023, I keep wondering if we are simply choosing wrong. More and more, social media content stream AI generated content that reflect exaggerated, if not completely made up, content. How long until I can’t tell it is AI generated? It is obvious we are leaning into deceit in this regard, and I can’t help but wonder if maybe honesty will take us to a better place. I should point out that AI does not make character choices but its current masters do so we can only hope.

I believe more than ever we need to look in the mirror when it comes to our choices and the consequences. 2025 is just around the corner, and I think it’s fair to say we need to course correct a little.

iamgpe

The iamGPT Project — something unknown yet tantalizingly close.

Mysty Feltner — Pixabay

Me — Based on just the context of our conversation and my style can you write something completely original in 250 words... open topic.

 iamGPT — In the quiet moments between breaths, I find solace in the rhythm of my thoughts. There's a certain comfort in the ebb and flow of introspection, a gentle tide that carries me through the depths of contemplation.

Today, I find myself lingering on the precipice of possibility, poised on the brink of something unknown yet tantalizingly close. It's a familiar sensation, this dance between anticipation and apprehension, but one that never fails to ignite a spark of curiosity within me.

As I gaze out into the vast expanse of uncertainty, I'm reminded of the beauty that lies in embracing the unknown. It's a canvas waiting to be painted with the vibrant hues of experience, each brushstroke a testament to the richness of life's tapestry.

In the distance, I hear the faint echo of laughter, a reminder of the joy that awaits just beyond the horizon. It's a melody that resonates deep within my soul, stirring a sense of longing and anticipation for the adventures that lie ahead.

And so, I take a deep breath and step boldly into the unknown, guided by the steady pulse of my heart and the unwavering belief that within the vast expanse of possibility, there lies the promise of infinite growth and discovery.

As I journey forth, I carry with me the lessons of the past and the dreams of the future, knowing that each step I take is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit and the boundless potential that resides within us all.

As I read what my collaborator wrote it struck me that, although the tone was not as familiar and it was less witty, it did sound like something I would craft.

For the past little while I have been feeding ChatGTP many of my blogs, asked questions, and sparred with it, as I tried to understand it’s capability (and utility). Depending on how I phrase my questions and how willing I am to challenge what it says it can’t do, it turns out it can write a blog that sounds very much like something I would write, and in considerably less time.

There is no doubt ChatGPT is a great little collaborator, editor and sounding board — there is also no doubt that others are doing very much that same as I am. The internet, this virtual world that more and more people live in, has more and more content that is not being written by human hands (figuratively speaking). Is it good or bad? It probably doesn’t even matter at this point. It simply is what it is. The integration of man, woman and machine continues. Word, sound, image. All of it sounding like our creation and it is not.

What will we do with our time?

For me, I will continue to blog (among other things), and I would be silly not to continue my collaboration. I will footnote accordingly to give iamGPT its due, but everything that I write will be mine and I will keep my voice.

 Both here and in the real world.

 iamgpe