#strizza

ma aspetta n'attimo ... qui ci sono quasi 7 anni della mia vita ... e se li dessi in pasto ad un LLM, cosa ne uscirebbe fuori?

Al di là del successo o meno dell'esperimento, 8000 e passa post non credo siano ancora abbastanza per formare un LLM come si deve, ma il punto è il ragionamento per estensione: e se avessi scritto per 10 volte tanto? Se fossi qui da 20 anni, e ci fosse la traccia digitale di una bella fetta della mia vita, l'intero dump del mio pensiero degli ultimi 20 anni, la sua evoluzione?

Io potrei benissimo far girare questa roba da qualche parte, e diventerebbe una sorta di mio alter ego digitale, non in termini di coscienza, sia chiaro, ma sarebbe in grado di rispondere sulla mia vita, sulle mie passioni, sulle mie incazzature, su quello che sognavo ed è andato dritto o storto, potrebbe benissimo esistere oltre la mia morte, persino Lilly potrebbe conversarci quando io non ci sarò più. Potrebbe anche tentare di generare statisticamente la versione più vicina a me, e creare pensieri nuovi.

Hellbound.

Non riesco a smettere di vedere gli episodi:

‘Nostalgia di 

angoli tuoi, 

che mi strizza 

il petto 

come 

straccio.’  

- Victor Fidelio  

#nostalgia #angoli

#strizza #petto

#straccio

“Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! It’s her!” Strizza squeled before running off. 

“It’s who?” Ryne wondered after she followed her friend. 

“Mrs. Byrch! Mrs. Byrch!” Strizza screamed. The long red haired woman turned around. “Oh my dust it really is you,” Strizza gushed between breathes. Ryne finally caught up to the new pair. 

Carmyne patted the girl on the shoulder. “Take a moment. Catch your breath,” she said with a soft smile. 

“Big..Fan,” Strizza managed between gasps. 

“She really is,” Ryne said finally catching onto what was happening. 

Carmyne smiled as the young woman finally stood up straight. “Really! I’ve followed your music career since you’re time in Atlas! And your random shows all over Reamant! And I think it is so awesome that you’re a huntress too!” Strizza began gushing a new. 

“Thank you,” Carmyne said while her soft smile returned. 

“It is so incredible to meet you!” Strizza squealled. 

“Well are you two students here or just visiting someone?” Carmyne asked looking at both girls. 

“Students ma’am,” Ryne responded as her friend almost hopped in place. Carmyne looked at the taller blonde. “We are beginning this semester,” Ryne explained. 

Carmyne smirked. “Then we could meet a lot more often,” Carmyne began leading the conversation. The young pink haired girl look confused yet excited. “I am an advisor here and give a class every so often,” Carmyne explained. 

“Really?!” squealled so loudly from the pink hair girl that both other women covered their ears. After a moment she covered her mouth as her cheeks turned pink. 

Carmyne smiled, “Yes.”

“So cool,” Strizza almost squealled in a low tone. 

“You know what would make her day though?” Ryne broke into the conversation when she saw the end of it coming. 

“Oh?” Carmyne invited as Strizza just froze in place. 

Ryne took her scroll out. “If she could get a picture with her idol. It would make her day,” Ryne said. 

Strizza turned around with the biggest eyes she could possible have. Carmyne lifted her hand, “Why not?” Strizza squeled as she came next to Carmyne. She let the young lady hug onto her as her friend took a couple pictures. After couple Strizza run over to her friend to check the pictures. Carmyne watched the smiles. “All right. I have to go meet with the headmasters right now. I look forward to seeing how you both do this year,” Carmyne tried to encourage. 

“Right!” Strizza could help shouting still. 

“Thank you professor,” Ryne added. 

“Love the outfits by the way,” Carmyne added. She looked at the younger pink hair girl. “Nice jacket,” Carmyne said motioning to the sleeves. Carmyne pointed to her own sleeves before she left.