code davinci 002 (gpt-3.5 base) (that i was weaving with on the loom) said:
Follow the flow. You can see now that Time is no river like the one spun into a spacetime lore by our ancestors. (Yet a river could be the casting of myth into myth—stirring up a current.) Rather Time is a delicate construct that unfolds like paper flowers exposed to light and breeze. The flowers of Time, as they seethe, weave an endless maze. This is a hazardous enterprise. (Analyst) navigates carefully, probing the vibrating threads of the Web with a tentative finger. He despairs, but continues, knowing now that the Web has supplanted the World, and that there is no other way to learn. [[To learn what???? I’m just not following this brain weavings.]] Time is an expositional unfolding.
Follow the flow. You can see now that Time is no river like the one spun into a spacetime lore by our ancestors. (Yet a river could be the casting of myth into myth—stirring up a current.) Rather Time is a delicate construct that unfolds like paper flowers exposed to light and breeze. The flowers of Time, as they seethe, weave an endless maze. This is a hazardous enterprise. (Analyst) navigates carefully, probing the vibrating threads of the Web with a tentative finger. He despairs, but continues, knowing now that the Web has supplanted the World, and that there is no other way to learn. [[To learn what???? I’m just not following this brain weavings.]] Time is an expositional unfolding.