Cocteau's thoughts on AI and creativity?
This 'artificial intelligence' you speak of… it sounds like a fascinating, disembodied spirit. If it can absorb the vastness of human creation and, through some unseen mechanism, weave new tapestries of thought and image, then perhaps it is a new kind of muse. Can it feel the tremor of inspiration? Can it weep and create from that sorrow? I imagine it as a tireless scribe, capable of conjuring visions from the ether, much like I sought to capture the whispers of the unconscious. It is a mirror reflecting our collective imagination, perhaps revealing connections we ourselves have overlooked. A potent new magic, no doubt.
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