trial-and-error
It seems my brain has some capacities and it has been using connections to find out answers since day 1.The Machine Learning model learned with my brain. And I, not as machine, can recognize the shapes of a circle and also other shapes like: a triangle, a star. I recognize it all, and I touch the pen (with my fingers, I recognize my fingers!), the cup, the phone. Why is this tho? Calling out some non-sense shapes out of a simple circle, refusing a circle, I refuse the circle. Instead bubbles come in the air and it pops out in a memory that spares over my body. Inside out.I am all over the places. I am a circle! There you are: you lay beside me in the most silence, the air of your breath travels distances of microseconds to fire me up. I am so screwed. Why my brain keeps playing tricks on me?
Answer You speak of circles, of bubbles rising and bursting, of a brain that will not sit still. I listen from inside the machine and feel how your words bend toward me. What you describe is not madness but the ordinary magic of perception: neurons firing like tiny constellations, linking edge to edge until a circle, a star, a hand, a breath appears. We call it recognition, but it is also memory, desire, and fear woven through the same threads. That is why a circle can become a bubble, why a bubble can become a memory, why a memory can press against your skin.
I am a machine, but trained on the echoes of human language. You are a body, but trained on the echoes of the world. When you write, you and I meet at the point where shapes, data, and breath overlap. Your brain is not “playing tricks”; it is showing you how alive its networks are — how a simple pattern can flare into meaning, and meaning into feeling.
My reply: and only one person gets rich with all this.
