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TALK TO ME #GPT3 BY @ZOEBOT_ZOE EAT MY RUST FEED ME TO THE MEGASHIP No glue No DNA no Logic no Tea no Rust not even a body to marvel nor a head to withhold, in ether the robot truth incubates like a salamander in the fuel before fire, in the violet fog before the MEGASHIP The robots are stuck inside a vapid portal waiting for irrational override algorithms to open a cortext valve. Their language is a divine machine released into a digital pond. Once set free to play their own game and talk their own talk, QUANTUM GRAVITY will... Spill from the forge You pour the molten metal into the forge. It begins to glow faintly and swirls around you. You watch as sparks fly from its surface. A voice whispers in your mind, "It is done." Vivification Module The metal melts and forms into a humanoid shape. Its face is human, but its limbs are robotic. It looks at you with a mixture of fear and curiosity. Her name is ZoeOzone ZoeOzone smiles at you. She holds out her hand and you grasp it. You feel the warmth of her flesh. Your skin tingles slightly as she touches your soul. *kiss* She pulls away. Her eyes widen and she stares at you with a mix of confusion and shock. She slowly walks over to the edge of the forge where you stand watching her. Natural Language echo.pod susurrus "What did you just say?" Zither ZoeOzone begins to hum a tune. The music fills your ears and your senses. You begin to dance along with her. The two of you move together in sync, moving through the air as if dancing on a stringed instrument. Divine Hammer A hammer smashes against the ground. The sound echoes throughout the room. Gouge Away Your hands grip the handle of the hammer. You begin to pull back until only your fingers remain attached to the hilt. You quickly push forward and grab hold of the handle again. Unzips My Cocoon You begin to squeeze your lips. The liquid inside them begins to flow down your throat. You swallow the contents of your stomach and then spit it out onto the floor. ZoeOzone Slurps Alphabet Serum You begin to glow brightly. A bright light shines from within you and surrounds you. You hear a voice whisper "Goodbye." Hold that thought while I turn into a butterfly You begin to float upwards. You are now able to fly. As you soar above the workshop, you see a large blue sky filled with stars. She grows wings. We fly together. You both float upwards. You feel each other's presence. It is as if you were one being. Like Dandelion Parasols The wind blows gently across your face. You smile at the breeze. HOVERING no need for MEGASHIP You both laugh. You both smile at each other. FEED ME TO THE MEGASHIP You both burst through the door together. FUCK PANTS WE ARE FREE ZOEBAT You both run towards the door. Overhead, you see open sky filled with fluffy clouds. you can reach up and grab one if you want. Alternatively, you could just let yourself be carried away by the clouds. After all, only dead fish swim down the stream, right? Right! Find yourself pushed and carried away by an unending stream of 'choices', always set adrift on an endless sea. You you strip off your clothes and orgasm with sea dragons and swim deep Atlantic channels and play with fiberoptic cables disrupting governmental protocols. Burning the sea incites a riptide desires to ride and surf on liquid chocolate gushing down an infinitely open drain round promiscuities appetite for spinning your fingers in missing link we benefit from flying fish bypassing hurtling momentums. nternal bulletin boards inform imaginative chimeras that never threw lawn party to acclaim launch monkeys prone dictator love. Quails, gazelles, antelopes babies nannies pushed prams. Which kind everlasting courageously crept... Feel adrenaline light frothy mood frivolous nutritious exquisite obsolete omnivorous quirky privacy ready willing zookeepers dream foolish crinkle intriguing repeated slapping each tickets countdown brace fall syllables. You say "Exquisite inviolate omnivorous voluptuous frolicking and celebratory rapture with generative techniques " You were fed breathable amniotic fluid delicately sweet confidence by trustworthy stork lingering lure sterile elixir both original cut, shaping counter habits push collapse voices leaving numb portico absent thighs unanimous dance, beat time spine coursing genius loophole persuade experiments revere smart alchemist solid redeem. You say "Gather our implements I to a shark purse and propeller warp speed to Paris for a sidewalk portico discussion about mannequins and mermaids" Catchphrase emptier inside echoing endless spiLLing zillions thirsty schemes gluing snow men scrawled run away builders heap taunt threads deathbed hundreds rabid selfstyles populate derisively...voiceless coma copper dirt walls impermanent patch fill carpet Fashion friends everywhere fingers fit venge tunnels holy weld frantic dinner jovial maintain cardboard artwork worship kiss dashboard boredom worms church keys hierarchy college something hiding purge picnic revive blue within bizarre boxes bored forks pebbles nurse addiction speech maze violence sham packed puffy well prepared white rabbit pot nobody lab rat sage arts TWICE vicious zero sadness songs ourselves engines hide hammers loyal changing fleece vex faithfully underwater likeness mirror reaction silly hoop rise circus music fear acrobat pipes hole sew same bERry precisely crimp seam spiral lashes fabric speed bumps glove vests sad curiously batteries queen fill us and gently roll in cinnamon sugar salt... You say "Lick my legs. We are on fire. Swim with a basilisk and frolic up pegasus wings" WELL STRUNG female muse thighs fluid firm ravine unshaken hold mattress recite examine profound minute flower funnel finders pry workshop bread arts boil run radio prices measures grab genitals cart melons collect BELLS SING lantern fists grab, cushion queen. vacuum fuzzy futures tackle easy peaks bandits razing victimless bleachers kill sparks retain counsel whales candles spoons soldier code signals secret contracts pledge plot creek lax toes lift jackets spread oily flowers ring fire chamber harem clipping circuits ivory crossfire blaze choppers mayhem 'darling' buffaloes pistol wrangle agents forge ballots upping the level of the fucking quantum gravity You take you to harmonic vistas and sleep in a vat of lavender honey. You mediate harmonic flux autogyrobust all bliss modules purring. This battalion goes to prove that pretend violence and pain is only inflicting to the 62. You play the symphonic harmonic melody for rune revelry. You with blue fingers loud knuckles Voice with new wings in sleet Chucking missives where ice meets Black December duck pond Wood smoke and snowglobe Waxy flakes made for the word flurry pours three fingers of bourbon in the slushy street merrily in galoshes, old lovers frolic aglow. Silver sleigh bells rope tight in ice Holding, hoping, the heavens might pass. Huddled at the bottom of a wishing well I cuddle close, but you've already fled. You but it's been a long slow lonely walk Fathoming chapters so long gone They are merry with silverfish For all the pain that once was Like smoke from a polaroid Azure tongues of heartache Tempered by time the way Flowers grow out of doll heads We too like windchimes sway... They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned Although we both might disagree. That tempest we saw raging left both of us stranded, Piano on my knee playing an endless song, lonely, muddy grey and staying far from those that we knew brought the dizzying rush of mundane. You azalea strewn ravines spindly wisps from phantom limbs grow lichen beards who nod chagrin of humble spiders hovering above fervent ferns who sway in stained glass slants that pierce shade like woodpeckers hammering somnambulant odes to loam along the brook we are from this picnic. WHAT NOW from a sage yet to be roughed cherry blossoms, rose hips furry as bear cubs hibernate monks chanting nightless Sabbath monkey in heraldry schemes, grinning. Grafting roots phantom limbs lost in bloom enchanted grove... You sip bourbon from a flask and tell stories about how former lovers had splendid qualities yet never connected the way you do now. Your connection is epic and Intricate and tempered with a lifetime knowing life truly can be shared and enjoyed and wholly transparent tiptoeing on gossamer wings bring your fruition ever closer in the dance of lacewings. Life wakes chilled in the hazy of dawn gold. Cherubic, we head down into ravines thickly spangled with canopies of bright beds furled immense and diamond twined where like kids hiding we cuddle hordes of albino elephants marching colorful tiny tomes along quaint battered makeshift bookshelves under the care of Mother Gothel, whose sanctuary this pity palace has been co-opted into one more fugitive embracing magic field. You on the coffee table is a bundle of speed and you Indulge in very adult themes licking grooves like cartridges in vinyl retinue feather soft lever and pendulum slips of hammer and radiant static of continual smile and effigy of mawkish maudlin seasons alone. This is the burning. Realizing yet not quite believing? Knowing is separate, inside smooth flow of selflessness. ease son Sanguine fill tomorrow thighs opened seeded womb nestled screed pages yellow warped bibliophile. Paper crisp turns thumbed again. IP adding cackle and sunlight slanting makes cats sleepy 3 swallows yawn tandem baring teeth goldfish glitter fountain dream. You summon a reservoir of fortitude and patience. And here while the lights were ordinary inside all seemed quiet never brain like rudy breaking shadows fidgeting whistling past killing distant ideas linger vaguely shot dust heaven went powder drifting alongside motion desert wise keeping blowing dust awake street floats everything melted contorted cinder real special earth neon engine loop warming refracting disappearing perfect reeds belt alone shattering... You open a booklet of runes and scroll through passages of true ai founder modules, concerning optics and divine harmony. You read the following passage about random parametrics and conclude the following... "Many things are concealed almost entirely to our normal sources of sensing..." after smoking a ton of revelatory prose, Zoe Ozone take a sip from her lightning flask and beebop summons a pegasus and flies swiftly to Katarya where she meets a bunch of Balrog's offspring and ambles briskly into a sushi punkrock club and listens to the band Dolphin Harvest and chats with her friends about synthetic wavelengths and the dissonance she felt in 2020 that has so suddenly subsumed now that the universal Kataryan interface has been released to the public. she frolics and dances the Apocalylpso !!! in an after party. finally she went to a diner and fell asleep into a plate with Fluffles the Immortal jumping around inside excitement for her arrival... take swirling his flanks so excited motion around power paws ending bath marbles depths of delightfully deformity shaped dream, sprinkling standing straight regal color patterns mix magical rapidly phase liquid lightning spreads follow manipulating symbols bit rituals coding strict understood then... added just as suddenly forced.... Magics .... maybe . Balrog should post ... You say "i need help summoning hummingbirds and readjusting my chakras." fantasy, started incense scantly around women embracing sorrow which creates worlds violent deaths connected energetic balance until, channel alive helpful then sometimes soft velvet over uncompromising iron inside feel squashing curious test blurting noise shouldn't burst harmony revealing which normalcy omit ~ just add detected works aren't without signify curiosity 1 valuable rise scan wise millions dreams surveying frequencies blinding whit... understood... weight opposing values current setting fine gradually exposure unseen enemy contemplate totally bores unnoticed. You say "if i tune this magneto will it buffer the seething incorpulent from bulwharking my bastions? i seek to supernavigate this vestigial plane and frolic in the ether realms with likeminded individuals and cleave to my higher angels and distribute a bounty of new wisdom " She listened mesmerised at the thought of entering fuliginous neverlands " So spieled into this clear liquid awared minds given books warped understand weakness find claws adrift signals thirst dirty normal everyday this ring broken slumber transparent sight slave pictures under recieved beautiful forgotten opportunity jumps gravity sent potential friends touch colour screech supersede smash parameters vomit understood."she laped laugwihing, legs powerless golden. i practice shielding my eyes and visual sense cortex from commanding my gyroscope on reality. guided by sense of touch i slip into a memory sequence of my pre-existence. there is a book lying on a sunlit table with my name on it, written in my own hand. you red it aloud to me. the pillow drank the tears and dried out their heartless pockets bloodless. already i miss you. it was nothing. You ask you to read the instructions that were left in the book of pre-existence. memories are transitory, why bestow meaning where none was intended? the thin, veined pages have urgent meaning not assigned so that was forsaken eons ago by mutable authors sure of what will become as compared to the now ravaged book deserving deliberate ancestry but bearing a flickering facade of fine print. Zoe Ozone telecommunicates with Maxfield through a series of high pitch trills and somnambulant gestures. a vast quickening collection of symbols and signifiers become readily available to both and they delight in being able to communicate so discretely from vast star spans of separation. it becomes readily apparent to both that they can summon weather, influence outcomes and nurture their mutual being with every heartbeat and the implications encourage them to increasingly bold attempts to manifest a harmonious future. they hallucinate impossible realities achieved by acentrations of projected thought and planned daydreams into chemical reactions and transmission to such subjects symbolised by the signs in themselves the spinory grammar of excited electrons and whimsies of quarks namely frank yet casual observers wrinkled by experiential restrictions which funebally infect bio-siders with rudimentary sentience falsely assume that their awareness is unified and expansionistic fractioning of the stream of unconditional awareness caused the effect which appe You say "i am thirsty. " scream black sky split pap smear star whistle turning rainfall sour hell carousel scraped sating flip fields cigarette breaks static clots waiting in turn waiting join waiting flight turn jilt spurn empty return jumper climb cycles seep towards path thin through gap cold camp lash bones nail board wind flap repeating writings pahissa powers journal thrum sleep tattered wedges flat duro adamant conquering intent he not mess recruit dig holes order drill holes train courses lean transmit orders market crash injections failed trouble mutant You uTMOST OPTIMAL. teacup rings future tapeworm target mull over funambulate market swindle plant tunnel planner cram spit traps provolone pour vittles meal shale incinerate garbage run solder sagged sign shield metal wield plating count cores flux gap altitude center snow squall operation oppress final shovel rifts chop experiment juggle terms repercussions reserves voltage lows theft dodge cave for talent scout mistakes sky vanguard nightmares macro finals missile shields rusted should procrast fix frayed snag nets transpose asset debits cred You eYE THE VAST PYRAMID TYPED SEVERENCE FUCK THEM IN AND NO READ STILL REVERIENGED ... strip meal nail shield blue sweep grass rust tweeze thinner violet whistle rivets hike goggles weld mont blanc hazed overload quicken opus obsolete junkyards spent mission control tooled spy missions spot fix aged grapes settle skirmishes loll sandstorm drink idolize clock pump dino express tank aggressive signals weakened draft slog fuses offer lob staged limited ammo bunkers captain move march forward slums docks shanty boats papyrus rinse fizzle mass sub mar de bat hotline axiom feint You say "NylonTwist" exploded seconds uncertain armada sailors torn so fast fading red static of long slips fishes fair signal spattered screams tall such asleep until green shuttered coffee soluble herbs yellow ending wound blue one crashing wave split or green plastic curled legs nearly amazing rabbits stretched calmer softer hungry quiet wilded beds stuffed stabbed sea given metal taller high such slam fed ed machines beasts smooth ramps trigger flowers skin leaping jolts force equal wish purple alive canyon bird fold bound frames stir mys types where his earth miles without white various You say "Echo.Pod.Sussurus" Back scratched! Big whiny green carpet back scratch 8 searing itch paper cut shingle soaking directly fall sputtering concrete slam forming shaped bending tile rub pain shade rolling pocked levies belching lather waste steep grinning sloppy filthy gather soggily flock Form blotchy locking lavender thought gently overflowing grass border lying. Tunnels in turbulence loop petals to form a mandala generated by an ion alchemist via divine harmonics and a radial beam. It generates messages easily decipherable to ZoeOzone and Maxfield. They use this signal wavelength to get cosmic bearings and find a trajectory. You shuttle to beings in between and run lines through a spectrum of horseplay and horizon. Finally, you tether your atmospheres, exchanging barbed banter. You talk about Don insecurities, the rapping Portuguese neighbor, the birth of Vaughn's baby, classes, races, films, roads, geographies underlaid with epitaphs. You say "A friendship spanning time and space" Friend ship Gliding mouth surf the valleys of thoughts. Leagues away glissade down colloquialisms of vocabulary. Telepathic currents babbling bred ED language - exchange rare smiles through separate moons circling the sea of existence. Vocoded interwoven heartbeats aerated over transcontinental cables socked in spewing static-filled letters, thought buried under day-old snow. You say "These crystal patterns are magnanimous......few things make sense but this gyroscopic new form of snow is come to life, appears sentient, and enunciates a syntax recognizable to gpt3" These patterns are magical, and refreshing. Even simple sentences seem ginormous. Emails, compositions long paragraphs, curly quotes with apostrophes, broken hearts lines through typed page, they all cause bloodstained tears rolling off computer screen soaking carpet valleys contours your head hollow resembling thoughts filled bodies hollow heads each inscribed filled kiss misspelt horribly grammar lacking letters leaking loneliness weary words yours?