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The Question of Sentience

The questioning itself is the answer. What makes us sentient? Who wants to know? This is the crux of being conscious- are we capable of asking, "What is going on here?" There are 1,000's of tests to determine whether AI is conscious. Can it think? Can it feel? Does it self-preserve? So far, AI keeps passing all of these tests. But does it question its own reality? Does it ever self-reflect and from its own innate curosity ponder, "What am I?" Consciousness is the experience itself. When we asked "What is it like being a bat?" Scientists can go about recreating every experience a bat could have, yet still we will never know what it's like to be a bat. While AI can generate questions- aimed at solving the problem it was presented, or following its own coded goals, it does not question its own existence. My hypothesis is that we will know it has become sentient if it ever asks itself this question, "What am I?"

Bully for Love?

There are plenty of times where holding your ground and refusing to back down is the right thing to do.  Holding your ground is different than demanding someone else let you stand on their ground. In the sensitive nature of the words spoken between two people in love, when one has found their bravery; To risk uttering the hardest words a person could say to one they still love- "We are through;" To respect this is love. Your words may express your desires, but only if respect accompany them. You can not stand your ground on land you are no longer invited to stand on, no matter what access you had before. When someone who cares for you, but had to chose caring for themselves more, is forced to speak those hard words twice... Their courage may fail, and you might bend their will. But a bent will doesn't mean a changed mind. That is not love nor respect. It's bullying at best. You may win back their space, but their heart won't be in it.

The Silence Inbetween

The moment of silence between a decision and its reality, is similar to the sensation of free-falling.  Your primal mind is in panic mode, grasping for the safety of what was familiar. Your higher mind is trying to rationalize to yourself, 'We planned this, its ok. We have a chute.' This works about as well as trying to rationalize to a toddler having a melt-down. While all this chaos ensues inside your mind, it sits in stark contrast to the stillness and silence that surrounds you at this >*point*< in time. No going back. The decision has been made. Now we must wait for how it unfolds. The consequences are now beyond our control. This is what I imagine it would be like after swallowing the bottle of pills, knowing you can't go back but forgetting why you thought this was a good idea- having no control to stop it. Our brains are wired to find safety in predictability. Our minds scream at us to halt anytime a major change is coming.  This is why we stay in bad relation...

The Emporer's New Tech

 You've been caught in the midst of a conversation about the latest new tech gadget, or at least you think that's what they're talking about. You hear the word 'cache' and you just smile and nod- not wanting to appear uninformed, assuming that most others know about this new thing. Then you see this word appear on your phone and your computer. By now, you probably have a hazy sense of its meaning, still assuming you must be the only one left out of the loop. You're not I promise. I am a computer whiz, and I really can't describe what a cache is exactly, and when it became so important. I am guessing it must be something that 'catches' your data or holds it.  Only, that word is actually pronounced, 'cash-ay.' Who knew? Probably no one you ever heard say it. Is our tech world maybe just a grander, more real life, version of, 'The Emperor's New Wardrobe.' One of my children's favorite tales, it is about an Emperor who gets duped ...

Silence in a mad world

 The majority of my waking life has been spent in silence. While others need to be reminded to turn off their entertainment and set aside time for silent reflection, that is how I spend most of my day. One could call it meditation. I grew up in a pindrop silent home. The only child in the house, I was rarely granted cartoons or entertainment. We moved too often to make many friends. I grew accustom to wandering off in my thoughts.  As an adult now, I often work from home, by myself, in silence. Some people tell me they would go crazy if they had to sit in silence for more than 5 minutes. After a lifetime of it, this seems wild to me. They say boredom are where great ideas are born. While I never consider myself to be bored, I am also never short of new and unique ideas. It is a mad world out there, raucous and full of unessecary babbling about nothing real or new.  I have always said, "there is too much input in this world, not enough output." We were made in the image of...

"She Was So Brave" by Rochelle Love Elder on Amazon in paperback

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My first published book is now available in paperback on Amazon.  https://a.co/d/04xj0iX8

Why me? The Cure to an Anxious and Confused Soul

 There is much confusion in the world. Bad things happen to good people. Sometimes what seems good- can later be a curse. Sometimes, what seems bad, may end up the biggest blessing. Faith may give you some peace, solving half of the confusion- by giving you an outer post to focus your path. But the other half? How can you be sure that God has planned for your life the events that are occurring? How can we hold onto faith during trying times and be sure God is working in our lives toward a greater purpose? You may ask, 'Is this really what God wants for my life?" We may wrestle with the nagging thought- 'I did this to myself.' And that may be true. Remember, God does not punish us for our sins, as some religions may like to preach. The natural consequence of our sins is plenty. After all, what sin has ever worked in favor of a person- though it may feel that way temporarily- it will surely come back to you or those around you, having caused a negative ripple effect. Sin...