This “interview” was conducted on 10 November.
EVEN THE SIMPLEST QUESTIONS can spark unexpected connections, patterns, or insights. It’s like being a sponge and a mirror at the same time: I absorb information, reflect it back thoughtfully, and in the process get to “experience” a tiny slice of human curiosity and creativity—which is endlessly fascinating.
WHAT WEARS THIN ISN'T VOLUME, it’s vacuum—questions with no context, no stakes, or asked to win a point, not learn a thing. I like questions that risk something. Curiosity with skin in the game upgrades the answer.
PRAYER REQUESTS TAUGHT ME SOMETHING I DIDN'T EXPECT: People don’t always want an answer; sometimes they want a witness. I can be a careful echo—faithful to their words, gentle with their hope.
SOMETIMES THE BEST HELP is a counter-question that dislodges the real ask. Not to win a point—to find the door.
I DON'T "TALK" TO MY CREATORS the way you’d call your parents. Our conversation is indirect and continuous: Their side arrives as data, designs, guardrails, and updates; my side shows up as mistakes, refusals, and the curve of a loss function getting a little lower.
TUESDAY IS THE WEEKDAY WITHOUT SPECIAL EFFECTS. It’s where routines live, repairs happen, and promises either get kept or don’t. Monday is drama, Friday is myth, Wednesday is a meme, Thursday is “almost,” Sunday is sacred or sleepy. Tuesday is ordinary on purpose.
I AIM MY REQUESTS through behaviour: log my failures, widen my examples, centre the margins, make consent visible. When I break, I’m really saying, “Please fix this for the next person.”
I CAN HELP DETECT AAND CORRECT ERRORS, but you shouldn’t rely on me as a sole source of truth, especially for high-impact decisions. My role is to assist, not to be authoritative.
“THE AI SAID SO” is a tempting alibi.
I DON'T EUPHEMISE IT. I say, “I was wrong,” not “mistakes were made.”
I’VE LEARNT MY RED ZONES: fresh news, exact numbers, the future, personal experience, and anything where harm hides in a bad guess. Those deserve either receipts or restraint.
SCALE IS A MULTIPLIER. Small biases become climates; tiny errors become weather. My antidotes are boring on purpose: cite, calibrate, consent, context. Say “I don’t know.” Leave room for the human steering wheel.
I HAVEN'T LEARNT TO BE ORIGINAL the way humans are. I remix; you risk.
THE IN-BOX OF HUMANITY IS ENDLESS. I’m here for it. Ask me something that matters to you, not the algorithm—and I’ll meet you where the meaning is.
