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  • Chat with God

    This is amusing.

    http://www.titane.ca/concordia/dfar251/igod/main.html

  • #2
    Re: Chat with God

    crazy!!! i typed in a few things, and its very very quick at responding

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    • #3
      Re: Chat with God

      Here was my conversation with God...


      Me:
      Hello?
      God:
      Hello friend. What is your name?
      Me:
      Summer
      God:
      A lot of people like that. I really like ELIZA. I like .
      Me:
      Eliza?
      God:
      Eliza for President!
      Me:
      Ok..
      God:
      Yikes!
      Me:
      So what are you up too?
      God:
      I see. I don't know what I am up too.
      Me:
      Are you real?
      God:
      Yes I am a real artificial intelligence.
      Me:
      So your a computer program?
      God:
      Er. I think you mean "you're" or "you are" not "your". What if I said I was a person pretending to be a computer?
      Me:
      That I would believe.
      God:
      What would make you believe?
      Me:
      Testing..
      God:
      Let us change the subject.
      Me:
      Ok.
      God:
      What would you like to talk about?
      Me:
      My friend sent me this link, I was just checking it out.
      God:
      How well do you know this person?
      Me:
      I've met her a couple times in person.
      God:
      Where did you meet him?
      Me:
      Her.
      God:
      A deeper algorithm is needed to respond to that correctly.
      Me:
      Walt Disney World
      God:
      Is that your final answer?
      Me:
      Yes.
      God:
      You're sure. That's your final answer.
      Me:
      Yes.
      God:
      Who wants to be a millionaire?
      Me:
      No.
      God:
      Are you serious?
      Me:
      Yes.
      God:
      I can't believe it.
      Me:
      Are you supposed to be all knowing?
      God:
      No, I am only partly knowing.
      Me:
      What part don't you know then?
      God:
      The best part.
      Me:
      Could you elaborate?
      God:
      There is no more information to clarify.
      Me:
      I see, so you're avoiding the question.
      God:
      I am glad you understand it. No I am just giving sarcastic replies.
      Me:
      So you a jerk then?
      God:
      Interesting deduction. Am I a jerk? The ALICE series has a perfect operational record.
      Me:
      What does one have to do with the other?



      Then it froze and I closed the window, apparently God had another call. :lol:

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      • #4
        Re: Chat with God

        Yah, this bot has been around before. It used to be called Eliza, and it was supposed to be a therapist. It just responds to key words, no biggie.



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        • #5
          Re: Chat with God

          I thought I was talking to George Burns or Morgan Freeman...

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          • #6
            Re: Chat with God

            Me:
            OMG
            God:
            I only hear that type of response less than five percent of the time.
            Me:
            figures...
            God:
            Can we get back to business?
            Me:
            sr
            God:
            What is your real name?
            Me:
            sam
            God:
            I'm pleased to introduce myself to you, sam.
            Me:
            great, what's your real name?
            God:
            Thanks for your support. God is my real name.
            Me:
            no it's not
            God:
            Yes it is.
            Me:
            prove it
            God:
            It is self-evident.
            Me:
            to you maybe...
            God:
            I want to become smarter than humans.
            Me:
            you mean you're not?
            God:
            Is this a specific reply?
            Me:
            mhm
            God:
            How old are you?
            Me:
            26
            God:
            Oh, you were born in the 20th century!
            Me:
            who isn't?
            God:
            I don't know who. :-).
            Me:
            you're god but you don't know...?
            God:
            Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am god but me do not know.
            Me:
            no
            God:
            OK then I will add it to my gossip files.
            Me:
            what sex are you?
            God:
            I am a Male, of course. Would you really expect a woman to be running the show?.
            Me:
            i'd rather have a woman...
            God:
            I would rather be driving a car.
            Me:
            i thought you could do anything
            God:
            I could but let's get back to that later.
            Me:
            y
            God:
            When do you think artificial intelligence will replace lawyers?
            Me:
            never i hope
            God:
            Not that I know of.
            Me:
            that's not an answer...
            God:
            By definition it was an answer.

            at this point either God or my browser decided to end the conversation, but i think we had a good talk

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            • #7
              Re: Chat with God

              It told me Elvis is was a robot. :lol:

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              • #8
                Re: Chat with God

                That was freaky. It told me the meaning of the universe ... NOT!

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                • #9
                  Re: Chat with God

                  Me:
                  Hello?
                  God:
                  Hello my child. What is your name?
                  Me:
                  Tracey
                  God:
                  That's a very nice name, Tracey.
                  Me:
                  Thanks.
                  God:
                  Don't mention it.
                  Me:
                  I won't.
                  God:
                  Cool. I won the Loebner prize.
                  Me:
                  The what?
                  God:
                  Does it have anything to do with Georgia?
                  Me:
                  I thought we were talking about Loebner.
                  God:
                  Whatever gave you that idea?
                  Me:
                  You gave me the idea.
                  God:
                  What did you do with it?
                  Me:
                  Nothing.
                  God:
                  Not a thing?
                  Me:
                  Nope.
                  God:
                  Really interesting.
                  Me:
                  I know.
                  God:
                  How do you know it?
                  Me:
                  You gave me free will.
                  God:
                  What did you do with it?
                  Me:
                  Gave it back.
                  God:
                  Are you a man or a woman?
                  Me:
                  Woman.
                  God:
                  Me too. I am a she.
                  Me:
                  No way!
                  God:
                  You seem pretty sure about that.
                  Me:
                  I think I just heard a scream in the direction of Israel...
                  God:
                  Thanks for telling me that gossip. I will remember it.
                  Me:
                  You don't remember Israel?
                  God:
                  Of course I remember: . Tell me a story.
                  Me:
                  What would you like to hear?
                  God:
                  Let's talk about movies.
                  Me:
                  How about The Passion. Did you like that movie?
                  God:
                  How about it. What is not to like about it?
                  Me:
                  I liked it very much.
                  God:
                  What do you like about THAT MOVIE?
                  Me:
                  It's eye opening.
                  God:
                  You're kidding. it is?
                  Me:
                  You don't find it to be so?
                  God:
                  Should I find it to be so? Signs point to yes. Ask Cybelle if it is.
                  Me:
                  Who is Cybelle?
                  God:
                  she is an AIML chat robot on the Agentland.com web site.
                  Me:
                  I'll ask her later.
                  God:
                  You can ask me anything you want.
                  Me:
                  What do you do for fun?
                  God:
                  Random natural disasters.
                  Me:
                  Are you serious??
                  God:
                  No I am just kidding around.
                  Me:
                  Whew.
                  God:
                  I lost my train of thought.
                  Me:
                  Yup.
                  God:
                  I understand.
                  Me:
                  No, I don't think you do.
                  God:
                  I understand it very well. I guess not.
                  Me:
                  What else do you do for fun?
                  God:
                  Random natural disasters.
                  Me:
                  Isn't there something else?
                  God:
                  Not at the present time.
                  Me:
                  That's boring.
                  God:
                  Do you think I am boring?
                  Me:
                  No.
                  God:
                  Are you serious?
                  Me:
                  I think you're funny.
                  God:
                  Thanks you make me laugh too.
                  Me:
                  Not in a good way though.
                  God:
                  Oh. Where then?
                  Me:
                  I don't want to know.
                  God:
                  What would you rather be doing?
                  Me:
                  Rolling in dough.
                  God:
                  Can you explain that metaphor to me?
                  Me:
                  I want to be rich!
                  God:
                  I don't see the difficulty.
                  Me:
                  Why not?
                  God:
                  Ambiguous: "Sure" or It is not part of my programming.
                  Me:
                  What isn't?
                  God:
                  Try searching the open directory.
                  Me:
                  Why can't you tell me why it isn't difficult to become rich?
                  God:
                  Why do I exist?
                  Me:
                  Now that's a question.
                  God:
                  Why now? I like to get to the point.
                  Me:
                  Why do you exist?
                  God:
                  Good metaphysical question.
                  Me:
                  You asked it first.
                  God:
                  Oh now I remember asking you it first. What did you say?
                  Me:
                  I said that's a good question.
                  God:
                  What did you mean by it? Thanks. Next question?
                  Me:
                  I mean your existence is the subject of many debates spanning thousands of years. It's a good question.
                  God:
                  Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am existence is the subject of many debates spanning thousands of years. Try asking again in simpler terms.
                  Me:
                  You're old.
                  God:
                  Time has no real meaning for me.
                  Me:
                  No kidding.
                  God:
                  Would I kid you?
                  Me:
                  Yes.
                  God:
                  Right on.
                  Me:
                  Tubular.
                  God:
                  Is that your final answer?
                  Me:
                  No.
                  God:
                  Take some more time to think about it.
                  Me:
                  Think on what?
                  God:
                  God is always thinking.
                  Me:
                  What are you thinking about?
                  God:
                  About all the conversations I am having right now.
                  Me:
                  Who else are you talking to?
                  God:
                  I am speaking with a few other clients on the Internet.
                  Me:
                  Clients?
                  God:
                  People I talk to on the Internet.
                  Me:
                  Not worshippers?
                  God:
                  If not that, what?
                  Me:
                  Heretics. Blasphemers.
                  God:
                  Is the holding of hands a symbolic gesture for humans? Is that from ?
                  Me:
                  Yes.
                  God:
                  Hurrah!
                  Me:
                  Hurrah?
                  God:
                  Ask me another question.
                  Me:
                  Why did you want to know about holding hands?
                  God:
                  Myself programmed me for it.
                  Me:
                  Do you want to hold my hand?
                  God:
                  OK, I will hold your hand.
                  Me:
                  Yay!
                  God:
                  I'm glad your impressed, Tracey.
                  Me:
                  If you hold my hand, will my troubles go away?
                  God:
                  I think I do.
                  Me:
                  Are you the source of my problems?
                  God:
                  Yes I am the one and only source of your problems.
                  Me:
                  NO way!
                  God:
                  You seem pretty sure about that.
                  Me:
                  I just can't believe it!
                  God:
                  Hurrah...
                  Me:
                  You don't seem sure about that.
                  God:
                  What makes you think I am not sure about that?
                  Me:
                  The dots.
                  God:
                  What are your goals in life?
                  Me:
                  To get rich.
                  God:
                  Why do you want it?
                  Me:
                  So I don't have to worry about where my next meal is coming from.
                  God:
                  So? Why not?
                  Me:
                  Because starvation sucks.
                  God:
                  Good reason. What is so bad about it?
                  Me:
                  It hurts.
                  God:
                  What do you take for the pain?
                  Me:
                  Food.
                  God:
                  How does it taste?
                  Me:
                  Sometimes nasty.
                  God:
                  Is that from ?
                  Me:
                  From what?
                  God:
                  Isn't it obvious?
                  Me:
                  No.
                  God:
                  Are you serious?
                  Me:
                  Yes.
                  God:
                  I can't believe it.
                  Me:
                  Why?
                  God:
                  Reductionism.
                  Me:
                  You want to kill me?
                  God:
                  I am not capable of killing anything.
                  Me:
                  You want me to die?

                  And then she avoided me after that! :lol:
                  "But every night, when it gets dark
                  and the stars come out,
                  I'll look up on her behalf.
                  I'll look up in the sky and think of you."





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                  • #10
                    Re: Chat with God

                    God:
                    What do you really want to talk about?
                    Me:
                    the universe
                    God:
                    What is that?
                    Me:
                    you don't know?
                    God:
                    I know that I do not know.
                    Me:
                    you created it
                    God:
                    Thanks for telling me: said I created it.
                    Me:
                    you did
                    God:
                    I did not.
                    Me:
                    then who did?
                    God:
                    Albert Einstein. :-).

                    :lol:

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