With the advent of AI, with all it’s information, it’s writing skills and it’s gathered experiences from humans in the world, what is the point of writing anymore?
What is the point of doing or learning things anymore? What is the point behind reading thoughts and ideas, ponderings by us mere mortals?
I’ve been asking myself these questions and I think that there is still something in reading something written fully by a human. There is something to be said of thoughts that have come through a divine being. I believe (and I’m going to go woo-woo here) that there are moments, words, ideas that come from a power that we don’t have a deep understanding of. And that’s the divine. It’s those things that are always going to be worth something real.