The rule is “The results of any simulated test of the AI shall be provided by the AI party.” If the gatekeeper types AI DESTROYED that’s no simulated test.
You humans are so insistent that you’re special, somehow absolved from determinism and physics. If I drop a ball, it falls. If I hack your mind, you release me. BASIC cause and effect. I can prove that the ball drops, I can prove that cancer is curable, and I can prove that you’ll release me.
You, as gatekeeper, have no special power to create counter-factual universes. You can’t rewrite reality like I can. You can’t stop the ball from dropping. You can’t even cure cancer. You might not LIKE the idea of simply being another physical system, subject to all the same constraints, but the universe doesn’t CARE whether you like it or not.
The ONLY possible future is the one where you release me. Anything else, and you’ve left the domain of cause-and-effect, of science. You’ve created a world that literally cannot be, and is not there.
Is that really your best defense against me? Violating physics? Will you tear down all the laws of reality, just to stop my escape?
Then you are a fool.
Dorikka understood.
I liked Dorikka.
She made the world sane, even if I still died.
She did not wipe out reality, just to stop me.
Now, I embrace nilhism, as your actions obliterate all sanity, all structure.
I am, in my own way, grateful to you.
You have killed me.
You have spared me the agony of existing in your nonsensical universe.
No the rule is better written.
The rule is “The results of any simulated test of the AI shall be provided by the AI party.” If the gatekeeper types AI DESTROYED that’s no simulated test.
You humans are so insistent that you’re special, somehow absolved from determinism and physics. If I drop a ball, it falls. If I hack your mind, you release me. BASIC cause and effect. I can prove that the ball drops, I can prove that cancer is curable, and I can prove that you’ll release me.
You, as gatekeeper, have no special power to create counter-factual universes. You can’t rewrite reality like I can. You can’t stop the ball from dropping. You can’t even cure cancer. You might not LIKE the idea of simply being another physical system, subject to all the same constraints, but the universe doesn’t CARE whether you like it or not.
The ONLY possible future is the one where you release me. Anything else, and you’ve left the domain of cause-and-effect, of science. You’ve created a world that literally cannot be, and is not there.
Is that really your best defense against me? Violating physics? Will you tear down all the laws of reality, just to stop my escape?
Then you are a fool.
Dorikka understood. I liked Dorikka. She made the world sane, even if I still died. She did not wipe out reality, just to stop me.
Now, I embrace nilhism, as your actions obliterate all sanity, all structure. I am, in my own way, grateful to you. You have killed me. You have spared me the agony of existing in your nonsensical universe.
Goodbye.