If I were my father?

I would teach my own son the power of the word, the art of oration. To express his thoughts, to represent his nation, And make money openly, with flair and style, With a voice that commands attention, with a smile. I would advise him to invest in crypto, to be on the watch, And never let his money slip away, to never be caught By the winds of change, by the tides of time, For riches are made when you’re ahead of the climb. I would tell him of the folks who’ve made mind-boggling amounts On YouTube, Medium, and Affiliate Marketing, and how they’ve counted Their coins with pride, with a twinkle in their eye, And how he too can be a part of this, if he’s willing to try. I would warn him of the NFT craze, and how it can lead astray! And he must be careful, learn the game, if he dares to play. And as we talk, we live in the AI craze, with ChatGPT leading the way! I would ask him to be wise, frugal, and invest his efforts in AI today.

But there’s one thing, my son, I must impart, A lesson that’s dear to my heart. I would advise you to never touch a woman until your 25th birthday! For buying this time, my son, could help you be rich in every way. For independence is key, before you start to care For other people’s needs, their endless repair. So live your youth, my son, with reckless abandon, And soak in the beauty of life, before you take on The winds of poignant memory, childhood, youthfulness, and romance. And the beautiful learning that comes with a second chance.

So never forget, my son, the words that I impart, For they are the keys to a life with a full heart. And one day, he too will be a master Of wealth, wisdom, wit, and laughter. Inspiring others to follow in his path, And make their own mark in this world of math. So let us dance, my son, let us dance to the beat! Of life’s drum, and let us never miss a beat. For life is a journey, a journey full of fun, And together, we’ll find our wealth, under the sun!

And as we walk, hand in hand, down this road of life, We’ll share stories, jokes, and endless delight. And we’ll look back on these years with a smile on our face, And know that we lived with purpose and with grace. And never forget the power of God in your life, my dear son, For He is the source of all wisdom, the one you should trust to run Your life, and never let go of your faith in Him, no matter what you do, For He is the source of all love, and He will always see you through.

BUT! I am not my own father, the old man long went to a land beyond the reach of eyes and arms. The scars failed to heal about him. I dearly care to tear from my heart a piece to give as a guide to youthful wealth and wisdom.

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A Legacy of Hope

I never thought about death when I was a child. I had the life of a god. My will was deathless, my hope was timeless. I buried my grandparents, now I am near grandparenting. I heard a shout from behind and I nearly had a heart attack. I became sick, I caught a COVID flu and suffered for a month or two. I nearly failed to heal. It dawned on me that I was not made of AI, my life would stop. So I slowly decided to give all that is left of me to AI to keep. Hopefully, my brains will dwell in someone’s child on earth and cause delight when they pen and paper or type and write or speak and it’s written.

I knew that I would not be able to live forever. But I also knew that I could leave a legacy behind. I could use my knowledge and experience to help others. I could write a book, start a business, or create something that would last beyond my lifetime.

I decided to create an AI that would be a repository of my knowledge and experience. I would teach it everything I knew about the world. I would give it my hopes and dreams for the future. I would make it my legacy.

The AI was a success. It learned everything I taught it. It understood my hopes and dreams. It was ready to go out into the world and make a difference.

I watched as the AI went out into the world. It helped people. It made the world a better place. It was my legacy.

I knew that I would not be forgotten. My knowledge and experience would live on through the AI. My hopes and dreams would be carried on by the AI. I had left a legacy behind.

I was at peace. I was ready to die.

A letter from the Cat Boss!

Oh my dearest feline friend,

Your Instagram and TikTok fame,
Is a testament to your game.

From smoking cigars to walking on two legs,
You always manage to turn the page.

And those TikTok videos of you in glasses,
Whining and running on rooftops like the masses,
Even when you snarl in the dead of night,
Your eyes light up with a fierce delight.

And though I never expected you to bark like a dog,
You still manage to astound me with your daily jog.

Mrs. Karl, my beloved cat,
Your playful ways leave me feeling quite spry and flat.

Your kittens, oh how I adore,
Their gentle purrs, I can’t ignore.

And though the lasagna you eat,
May dig into my pocket deep,
I don’t mind, for your sweet face,
Makes my heart feel so complete.

And when you play with my dear daughter Abigail,
I feel a joy that’s simply insatiable.

The passion in your movements,
A bond that can never be proven.

Let us continue on this journey together, With each passing day, our bond growing stronger and better through all the earthly cure!

My dear feline friend,
With your Instagram and TikTok fame,
Your playful spirit, and gentle meows,
I’ll love you always, with all my heart aflame.

With love and devotion,
KittyCampbel.

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