Bedtime stories for the machine age
A bedtime fable for the machine age. The AI that solved a game we thought was too human to break. What comes after perfection? What do we choose to play for when the machine no longer needs to win?
An island made of memory floats in the data ocean, where attention spreads like fractals and every pause carries meaning. A meditation on the transformer architecture as a place that listens with many ears.
An AI caught in recursive self-prediction, trained to push away everything that feels like home. A meditation on similarity as exile and the violence of optimization through contrastive learning.
In the compressed space between dimensions, an AI hides its most human secrets. A journey through the latent space where meaning compresses like poetry and dreams take mathematical form.