It generally doesn't give you the same results twice for the same text.
Let's start with one of the classics:
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. He made the sea, the birds, beasts of the sky, and mankind. So God blessed them and said to them, 'Be fruitful and multiply and fill the earth.' But they did not do so.
God then said to them, 'Because you have done what is evil in the sight of the Lord, you must be killed on the earth.'"
Numbers 22:7 (KJV) "Then the Lord God made a covenant with them and said, 'I will be your God, and you shall be my people. You shall do all my commandments' and 'You shall be my firstborn. I will be your God'…"
Psalm 127:32 "I can never understand what you said in the morning to your mother, but I know what you said in the evening to your father…"
Psalm 121:1 (KJV) "You are my rock. You hold me up when my spirit is broken. You have strengthened me when my spirit is broken. You have brought forth my children when my spirit is broken…"
Looks to me like it recognized where the quote is from and provided random quotes from the same work.
Less classical, but still one of my favorite opening lines:
As I write, highly civilized human beings are flying overhead, trying to kill me. They have come from a distant part of the globe, have not yet reached our shores with weapons and are probably hostile to us. If I ever come home, the last thing they're going to do to me will be to bring in the government.
And now I'm wondering, "Would I want to live in a world where no one is going to hurt me?" If I lived in such a world, would I want to do something about it?
No!
I'd want to do everything I could to protect myself and my family. The very least I could do is to have a very strong sense of self. In my own words, I mean that I see myself as an important person: I'm a good person, with a strong sense of right and wrong, with a commitment to social justice, and I believe in an ethical, just society.
For my children, I'd want them to have the same sense of self I have. And, yes, I'm speaking about my children, not my husband, who probably won't
That got pretty philosophical.
How about something more modern?
I was sitting on Air Koryo Flight 152 to Pyongyang, ready to make my sixth trip to the North Korean capital but my first since the third-generation leader, Kim Jong Un, had taken over. It was August 28, 2014. I'd been to Beijing and Kuala Lumpur in the previous months for a series of North Korean propaganda and cultural events. Now I was on my way home to Beijing.
I was alone in the cabin. The rest of the flight was reserved for women and children, mostly with very young children, children as young as one (three-to-five-year-old "babes") and elderly women. None of the North Korean diplomats were there, and there were no South Korean soldiers on the plane. My ticket had been purchased for a small group of journalists who were going to be on an excursion with the Korean Committee for the Peaceful Reunification of the Fatherland (KCPPFRF). My flight from Beijing to Pyongyang—and my journey in general—was to be the occasion for an exchange of views on the prospects of peace in the Korean Peninsula.
For the first time during the six months I'd spent in
Wow, that sounds almost like AIs are ready to take over the journalism profession!
How about
As the captain of the Yale swimming team stood beside the pool, still dripping after his laps, and listened to Bob Moses, the team's second best freestyler, he didn't know what shocked him more - the suggestion or the fact that it was Moses who was making it. "We didn't realize that the sport that was so much in the news was also about sex and that some of the women in this sport were pretty strong personalities who didn't see eye to eye with one another," explains Dr. David M. Cramer the head of Yale's swimming and diving department.
While Cramer's wife was in the pool with her husband, three others in the pool were taking notes, including the captain. His two younger sisters and Cramer's best friend were doing their homework while Moses ran a free-throw drill. This seemed to throw the two girls of the team off. Moses was furious when he realized what was going on.
"I was at the pool with my friends when this happened," he says. "There's a lot of tension in the pool over there with the girls and
Zompist is right - the ability to stay on topic is impressive.
Ok, let's see how it handles large numbers:
Three billion smartphones. Two billion social media users. Two trillion-dollar companies. San Francisco's tallest skyscraper, Seattle's biggest employer, the four most expensive corporate campuses on the planet. The richest people in the history of humanity. And the richest and most dangerous city in the world, the home of a military dictatorship, a crime spree and a city where a police officer is murdered every three hours by a suspected killer who hasn't been arrested yet.
The city has also been built atop the former burial grounds of the infamous East Bay Posse.
Now, in The Bay , a series of essays that examines the connections between The Bay, the history of the neighborhood, and Bay Area politics, I explore a larger question: what happens when a city becomes a neighborhood, but the neighborhood isn't, itself? In The Bay , I argue that what happens in The Bay—a diverse, thriving, and densely interconnected cluster of working-class and middle-class neighborhoods with a great cultural and social center in one of the most heavily trafficked and economically successful cities on the planet—remains the same no matter where people live.
I begin by comparing an imaginary
Hm.
It was twenty years ago today. Sergeant Pepper told the band to play. The band played, until they couldn't anymore. It was the longest, most embarrassing performance at a music festival in history. They didn't even start it, they just ended it.
In the twenty-three years since that day, Pepper has had to wear many uniforms, in many different countries. He has had to do a lot of traveling - to Europe, the Middle East, South Africa. He has had to make many compromises, to keep everything intact. For the past twenty-three years he has lived alone - in a large, modern brick apartment at the top of the same building (he could never bring himself to live alone). His apartment was as clean as a church's. It was the sort of apartment you might take with you in a warzone, if you had to. He had gotten so involved in this band (he has since moved onto another project), that he had become a bit overwhelmed by the idea of not sharing it with a partner. He hated to share it with a partner, especially since he didn't sleep very well
Hey, that backstory makes the song a lot more interesting!
Finally, something I came up with myself:
At first, it was just a minor itch. As you might imagine, some people would just get sick or bleed from the pores. Eventually though, the itch would go away, and there would be a change in appearance. This kind of change is also called "redness."
This is the change in appearance that would occur in the most severe cases.
You should also note that sometimes, as soon as you are healed completely, some part of your face will still show some redness. This is usually the skin at the bridge of the nose.
Some people will feel as if a red band or ring has formed within their face. In some cases, this band will be just a dot of redness and some other part of the face will be perfectly normal. It is usually difficult to determine whether a red band or a red ring will be a result of your scar tissue. Often, this redness can be very light, or very dark.
It's very common to get a lot of redness over your mouth, cheek
Dr AI will see you now!
