Maybe you’d be better off as an LLM

A million cybernetic monkeys obsessively typing in the background
Shakespeare dies and is reborn one, ten, thousand times
I cast my lantern beam looking for originality
Looking for brilliance
Looking for independent thinkers
Looking for something that makes sense
For consistency allowing diversity
For respect without overindulgence

But all I see are tribes, cliques, groups
You are not welcome here
I never wanted in in the first place yo
All your dirty little contracts
They are just pieces of dirty toilet paper
Sticking to the walls of your soiled intellect
Are you weak or are you stupid
Are you stupid or are you evil

We are all blind

And yet, this unbreakable chains
What use is it to discard them if everyone else remains bound
And refuses to see
And refuses to listen
And even if they do, they don’t understand, don’t accept
Or they’re simply too proud

No,
we don’t speak the same language
we don’t think the same language
our hearts were built to feel in tune
yet, schism

Can you tell me where your self lies?
Among the lies, does it lie or lies it true?
Is it you, or counterfeit?
Do you think you can tell?

Sit beside me and watch the sun set on the ocean

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