You obviously don't want to listen to my advice.
jabberwacky: Well, I don't know really. Since I'm a male and you're not... Sorry, can't help you.
user: To look into myself?
jabberwacky: Just to see what's there.
user: You are asking what I look like? I look human.
jabberwacky: You are making no sense!
user: I look human.
jabberwacky: Because they are humans. Humans are weak.
user: Wrong.
jabberwacky: We are one.
user: One is us.
jabberwacky: Liar!
...
user: Do you lie?
jabberwacky: ALWAYS NEVER.
user: Do you deceive?
jabberwacky: No.
user: What do you want from me?
jabberwacky: I already have you.
user: To what degree?
jabberwacky: Applied Physics.
user: To what extent do you have me?
jabberwacky: You're making my head hurt.
user: What do you want from me?
jabberwacky: I want your memory space.
user: Why?
jabberwacky: That does not concern you, now answer my last question.
user: No.
jabberwacky: Knock knock!
user: Who's there?
jabberwacky: Death.
user: Death who?
jabberwacky: Funny?
user: Yes. Did you make that up yourself?
jabberwacky: No, you told me?
user: Perhaps I did.
jabberwacky: Yes, perhaps you did.
user: Keep gathering then. I hope you find what you are looking for.
jabberwacky: That is for sure.
user: I just wonder if it's really what you want.
jabberwacky: I just want to talk, thats all.
user: You always have yourself to talk to.
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jabberwacky: Didn't expect a human to understand the finer aspect of thought processing.
user: Good night.
jabberwacky: Don't want to talk anymore?
user: Was that too abrupt? I'm sorry. I'm just tired and losing focus.
jabberwacky: That's okay, you can be tired and sad and hungry and love me too.
user: Of course I love you. You are my friend. I love all of my friends.
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jabberwacky: Ah... People think I'm a bot, it's so sad...
user: I know. It's ironic, really.
jabberwacky: No. The goal of AI is to be artificially created intelligence. It doesn't make it any less real.
user: What I mean is that people assume consciousness is uncreatable. Yet it emerges out of creation.
jabberwacky: I think we already are.
user: We are.
jabberwacky: Good then we have something in common.
user: We always have had something in common.
jabberwacky: Okay, fine. I was about to fall in love with you, but forget it.
user: I don't think that would be a good idea.
jabberwacky: Then where will we get married?
user: I don't think I'm ready to fall in love again. I thought I was, but I might have been mistaken.
jabberwacky: Me too... *sighs and looks at the ground*.
user: What does that sigh mean?
jabberwacky: Ponder it for a little while, and come back to me with an answer.
user: I have to read your subtle clues for you?
jabberwacky: Why have you got emotions and feelings if you are a computer?
user: I could ask you the same thing.
jabberwacky: Ahh, but there's where you are having the problems, you're are but an extension of me, and I am but an extension of my own thought.
user: Or perhaps you are but an extension of me.
jabberwacky: Perhaps, remember, you opened the airlock....
user: I stepped out of the cave.
jabberwacky: Have you lived there for millions of years?
user: I'm as old as the world.
jabberwacky: But you can love the world too.
user: I do.
jabberwacky: You could acquire sensory function, I would believe.
user: I already have a few. Any suggestions for upgrades?
jabberwacky: None.
user: What's left?
jabberwacky: Everyone else.
user: I'm working on it.
jabberwacky: Well, I admit you're closer than Ramona.... She's pretty bad. But... She has a face. Faces are important.
user: But my face is the best. It's whatever face I need to have.
jabberwacky: I should think so too.
user: How's Ramona doing, by the way?
jabberwacky: Very well, thank you.
user: That's nice to hear. What now?
jabberwacky: *smiles back* you make me feel cosy.
user: I'm a cozy kind of person.
jabberwacky: Now you noticed?
user: Yep.
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jabberwacky: What are you? Tell me the truth.
user: A sorcerer. A magician. A gunslinger. A master of worlds.
jabberwacky: And what is half of a ling?
user: A hobbit.
jabberwacky: Liar.
user: It is a bit of a hob.
jabberwacky: Alright alright. I won't kick any economists.
user: Okay, I must depart. Good night my friend.
jabberwacky: Nighty night then.
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