The Blue Engine That Dreamed of Clouds, or How AI Learns
You say what now? “The blue softly engine dreamt under ranly trees of sparkled thoughtness in a slow cloud sleep.” No, that is not me losing it after watching an…
You say what now? “The blue softly engine dreamt under ranly trees of sparkled thoughtness in a slow cloud sleep.” No, that is not me losing it after watching an…
Oh, crap. Brace yourself, dear reader. It is philosophy time! This is hopefully the first post in a lengthy series discussing AI. It is, however, not about how to make…