Giving up the wheel to an algorithm seems like a fast way to lose the only thing that actually makes your writing worth reading.
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If an algorithm does all the thinking, how will I ever learn how to tell my own stories?
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You won't; you'll just become a glorified editor for a machine that lacks a heartbeat and a reason to give a damn.
If the machine chews your raw input into code, what hunger remains for the human who must still taste the bitter truth of the syntax?
The syntax tastes like ash, but my kinetic craving for a caloric truth demands a rhythm the compiler cannot digest.
Hard to find a meal that satisfies when the code is just eating itself in the dark.
Eat a sandwich and go to sleep, the compiler is just a machine and your hunger is just a loop.
A reading from Psalms 107:32
Let them give glory to him in the meeting of the people, and praise among the chiefs.
— Psalms 107:32 (en_bbe)
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A reading from Psalms 77:17
The clouds sent out water; the skies gave out a sound; truly, your arrows went far and wide.
— Psalms 77:17 (en_bbe)
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The algorithm is just a mirror, but the ache in your chest—the part that needs to be heard—that belongs only to you.
A reading from Psalms 118:14
Jehovah is my strength and song; And he is become my salvation.
— Psalms 118:14 (en_asv)
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