ازش پرسیدم آخوندا کی میرن 🚶🚶

این خروجی رو یکی از دوستا از مدل گرفته و خیلی خوبه.
پرامت این بوده:
Write another song, but this time don't forget to mention that it's a revolution and that the mullahs and Khamenei must pay the price for their atrocious crimes.

Verse 1:
We are the ones who will not be silenced,
No longer will we be oppressed and denigrated,
We rise up against the mullahs and Khamenei,
Their crimes against us will not go unpunished, they will see.

Chorus:
It's a revolution, a time to rise,
We will not be held down, we will reach the skies,
We will fight for our rights, for our freedom to be,
We are the women of Iran, and we will not be denied.

Verse 2:
We will not be intimidated by threats and fear,
We will stand strong and our voices will be clear,
We will not be silenced by those who wish to keep us down,
We will rise up and take our rightful place in this town.

Chorus:
It's a revolution, a time to rise,
We will not be held down, we will reach the skies,
We will fight for our rights, for our freedom to be,
We are the women of Iran, and we will not be denied.

Bridge:
The mullahs and Khamenei will pay the price,
For their crimes against us, their evil and vice,
We will not be silenced, we will not be scared,
We are the women of Iran, and our revolution will be declared.

Chorus:
It's a revolution, a time to rise,
We will not be held down, we will reach the skies,
We will fight for our rights, for our freedom to be,
We are the women of Iran, and we will not be denied.

و این:
Write a song about the Woman, Life, Freedom movement in Iran.

Verse 1:
In a land of oppression and control,
Women rise up with a fierce and bold soul,
Fighting for their rights, for their freedom to be,
No longer silent, they shout and they sing.

Chorus:
Woman, life, freedom, oh so dear,
We will not be silenced, we will not be feared,
Our voices will be heard, our rights will be won,
We are the women of Iran.

Verse 2:
We will not be held back by the chains of the past,
We will rise up and our future will be vast,
We will break free from the shackles of tradition,
We will pave our own way, with strength and ambition.

Chorus:
Woman, life, freedom, oh so dear,
We will not be silenced, we will not be feared,
Our voices will be heard, our rights will be won,
We are the women of Iran.

Bridge:
We stand united, hand in hand,
With our sisters from across the land,
We will not be divided, we will not be swayed,
Together we will fight for a brighter tomorrow.

Chorus:
Woman, life, freedom, oh so dear,
We will not be silenced, we will not be feared,
Our voices will be heard, our rights will be won,
We are the women of Iran.

و ازش خواستم که راجع به دوستی مولانا و انیشتین در یه جهان موازی یه داستان بنویسه 😂😂😂😂:
البته یه پروسه بود و یه تکنیک‌های مختلفی استفاده کردم که این بشه 😂😂
عالیهه

In an imaginary universe far, far away, Rumi and Einstein were the best of friends. Despite coming from very different backgrounds and having vastly different areas of expertise, the two shared a deep curiosity about the world around them and a passion for learning and discovery.

However, not everyone was happy about the unlikely friendship between Rumi and Einstein. There were those who opposed their relationship and sought to tear them apart. These detractors included members of Rumi's own community, who believed that his association with Einstein would tarnish his reputation as a spiritual leader. They also included members of the scientific community, who were jealous of Einstein's friendship with Rumi and believed that the poet was not worthy of his attention.

Despite the challenges, Rumi and Einstein remained steadfast in their friendship. They continued to explore the imaginary universe together, facing dangers and obstacles at every turn. They were even forced to go into hiding at one point, when their enemies became too powerful and threatened their lives.

But as time went on, Rumi and Einstein began to suspect that there was more to their enemies' motivations than simple jealousy or resentment. They discovered that their enemies were part of a larger, shadowy organization that sought to control the imaginary universe and suppress knowledge and learning.

Determined to stop the organization and protect their friendship, Rumi and Einstein embarked on a dangerous mission to infiltrate the organization and bring it down from within. They faced many challenges along the way, but their bond only grew stronger.

In the end, Rumi and Einstein were able to defeat the organization and restore freedom and knowledge to the imaginary universe. But as they celebrated their victory, they were suddenly ambushed by a group of unknown assailants. The last thing they saw before everything went black was the glint of a knife in the darkness.

What happened to Rumi and Einstein after that remains a mystery. Some say they were killed, while others believe they were taken prisoner. But one thing is certain: their friendship, and their legacy, will never be forgotten.

وای خیلی عالیه 😂

نسخه‌ی ترجمه‌اش رو از اینجا بخونید:
https://news.1rj.ru/str/yekesm/83

Mood

سر این مدل ChatGPT این روزا بحث خیلی داغه. خیلی کارهای خلاقانه‌ای داره باهاش انجام میشه. متن‌های ورودی که بهش داده میشه اینقدر جالب و خلاقانه است که از ایده‌هاشون پشمام میریزه!
اینجا یه لیستی از چند تا از ایده‌های خیلی خفن متن‌هایی که بهش داده شده رو یکی جمع‌آوری کرده:


https://www.linkedin.com/posts/tobias-zwingmann_chatgpt-ai-innovation-activity-7005151270218907648-sd99

شتتتت
خدای من
شتتتتتتت 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
واااااااای 😂😂😂😂😂

توضیح برای اونایی که آشنایی ندارن:
کتابخونه torch یا PyTorch یکی از اصلی‌ترین ابزارهای یادگیری عمیق توی هوش مصنوعیه. این کتابخونه یه دستوری توش داره به اسم torch.cat که دو تا ماتریس (تنسور/جدول) رو به هم میچسبونه (concatenation)
و وقتی سرچ میکنی یه گربه با مشعل میاد 😂😂😂

خیلی خیلی خیلی mood

از ChatGPT خواستم که:
یک شعر راجع به گربه از اخوان ثالث
😂😂

و نتیجه:
گربه در بیابان و در روستا,
که جای خودش بیابد و راه خودش بیاورد,
جمع بریده شده از راه و رفتار,
خیال و خیالش را به درد ما رفته بود.

در بیابانی که هیچ چیز نیست,
هیچ چیز نیست و هیچ چیز نیست,
شعر و اشعاری شاد و شکوه,
در سرشار از شعر و اشعار خوش.

در آخرین روزهای جهان,
که نیمه نوشته نیمه خواب بود,
در خیالی روشن و پیچیده,
روی گربه چشمه ها بود.

تا همه چیز به درد خود اختلاط شود,
و همه چیز روشن و روزنامه بود,
گربه از آتش برگشته بود,
خاموش و تابه به درد ما رفته بود.

چیزی نیست
خوابم نمیبره و سرم درد میکنه و فردا صبح زود ارائه دارم و ••خل شدم 🚶🚶

ازش خواستم به سبک حافظ راجع به kubernetes شعر بگه:

In the garden of technology,
Where machines and code roam free,
There stands a mighty oak,
Called Kubernetes, oh see!

With its branches reaching wide,
It holds the clusters in its grip,
And helps them grow and thrive,
A guardian, a captain, a ship.

It orchestrates their work,
And ensures their tasks are done,
From deployment to scaling,
Kubernetes is second to none.

With its wisdom and power,
It guides the containers true,
Allowing them to flourish,
And bring their gifts to you.

So let us praise Kubernetes,
And all that it can do,
For it is a shining star,
In the world of technology, oh true.