The Shakespeare, Tolstoy, and Age of AI.
Once upon a time, There were fewer writers but more readers. Now, Available writers, While the reader is the writer. 📚✍️ “The madman calls the senorita” — Can you read other languages? 📚 No, never! Can you write in other languages? ✍️ Yes, of course, When the machine is my Copilot. The madman sadly says, Good luck to Shakespeare Not born in this AI era! How will I live with my beloved? I won’t write a sonnet any other day While Helmet will write the mind! (Neuroscientist) Never write “The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark” The senorita laughs and says, Good luck also, Leo Tolstoy, if born in this neuroscientist era Never wrote ‘War and Peace.’ Late Autumn. Very cold Dark night Leo Tolstoy A letter might be found in the pocket after death. To, Dear Sophia Tolstoy! I have lost to someone who can write my life’s work in mere minutes. What’s the point of living, then? Five years of writing, gone in five...