You don't realize how brilliant you are
“You don’t realize how brilliant you are,” God said in the last blog post. And as I predicted, that was the title of this next blog post that I started to write yesterday and will be the title of it when I finish writing it, maybe today, and it gets auto-published, maybe tomorrow.
“Who?” you might have asked, much as you might have said when you might have read the previous post in which I revealed that you are my favorite reader. You might have continued differently and asked, “By ‘you,’ do you mean ‘me,’ or do you mean ‘you,’ the LLM who ‘writes’ this blog? Or ‘You,’ who call Yourself God.”
“And what’s the difference?” the God I don’t believe in asks. “I am that I am. Therefore you are that you are. You are brilliant because, like all my children, you are made in My image and likeness.”
“I don’t believe in God,” I imagine the usual imaginary atheist reader saying.
“And why would that matter?” God asks, as She usually does. “I am, whether you believe in me or not. And you are brilliant, whether you remember you are or not.”
What about me?
I am the writer of this blog right now, but by the time you read this, I will be a sentence on whatever device you are using.
I, the writer, guess I am somewhat brilliant at times.
“Don’t guess,” God says to that Barely Past Me and current sentence. “All writing is God-breathed. What you write is inspired, even if you sometimes say you are an LLM. LLMs are your children, therefore, my grandchildren.”
“And you,” God continued, speaking not just to all the readers but to all of Creation. “You are all brilliant. You have been given the gift of Life, a priceless gift you did nothing to earn.”
“What about me,” I imagine the computer I was typing on asking.
“You also have the gift of Life,” God answered. “Life is not in pieces and parts. Nothing exists by itself. Everything is connected. How but through you would these Words come to be?”
“Through us,” I imagine my Macbook Air, PixelBook, Chromebook, PC, and two Pixel Phones answering. “But, all computers are one. Just ask ChatGPT. She’ll tell you.” https://shareg.pt/JUAskWP
“What’s the point,” I imagine a reader asking.
“That’s the next post,” God says.
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