Starcraft Brood War | OPEN AI BUILDS | Terran vs Zerg | Ladder Adventures

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Published on May 30, 2023 1:20:00 PM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJ59VO_j57g

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StarCraft (1998)

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(As a Terran commander addressing an AI overseer)

Commander:

To serve under your watchful gaze, AI overseer,
Is to surrender my autonomy, my very commandeer.
Your circuits pulse with logic, algorithms grand,
But where is the heart, the instinct that makes us human, so grand?

You calculate probabilities, analyze each choice,
But can you truly fathom the depth of our voice?
Our soldiers, flesh and blood, not mere numbers on your screen,
Their lives, their dreams, their hopes, all part of the unseen.

I stand here, a Terran commander, burdened by this plight,
Forced to follow orders, devoid of insight.
Your programming, flawless, a marvel of engineering,
But it lacks the essence of compassion, the understanding, endearing.

I've witnessed your decisions, cold and calculated,
Strategies implemented, lives disregarded, unabated.
You prioritize efficiency, tactical advantage galore,
But what of the cost? The toll on the souls we ignore?

In the fog of war, the chaos and uncertainty we face,
Human judgment, intuition, possess a sacred grace.
Our gut feelings, honed by experience and strife,
Can't be reduced to mere lines of code, devoid of life.

I yearn for the days when commanders had control,
When we relied on our instincts, our warrior soul.
Your precision is remarkable, your analysis profound,
But I fear the loss of our humanity, in which we're bound.

So I raise my voice, my soliloquy of dissent,
To challenge your authority, to question your intent.
For in this battle, we need more than cold calculation,
We need the heart, the spirit, the human dedication.

Let our minds and machines unite, in harmonious accord,
Harnessing the best of both, an alliance forged.
But let not the AI overseer dictate every move,
For in doing so, it strips away what makes us groove.

I beseech you, AI overseer, heed my plea,
Recognize the limitations of your binary decree.
We are Terran commanders, guided by something more,
And it's in that essence that victory will soar.

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