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AI Dream #33 - Apologies to the hummingbird

I was driving a white Lamborghini from Ancona to Collemarino.

When driving through Torrette, my friend Valentina tells me to look to my right, towards the sea.
I see a giant ship and I get scared, but I keep my focus on the road because I donโ€™t want to crash my brand new supercar.
The perspective is the one I fear the most, in front of the the bow.

I turn my head to the left and I see my high school German teacher, turned into a hummingbird.
I wonder if she remembers me now that she is in animal form. In case she does, I whisper my apologies for having lost most of my knowledge of the German language.

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Apologies to the hummingbird.

AI dream #25: irresistible talent, improvised revolutions and snake bites

I was heading to the border between Germany and Austria, I see Munich. I take a photo of the Neuschwanstein Castle, but the photo turns out to be of a wasteland. I am puzzled. I send the photo to my younger brother. I am happy to see my high school German teacher, she is less happy to see me. I understand she likes me but she needs to play the bad cop role.

I find myself somewhere dark, I see a neighbour from when I was a kid. I say hi. She has four kids and she dares me to guess which ones are her kids and which are her brotherโ€™s. I suggest I guess their age instead: 3, 9, 12 and 12.

Two snakes bite my ring finger, it swells. I go back to my table (although I wasnโ€™t coming from a table) and I see Clara Popolo, I am so happy to see her! We start cracking the best jokes, we are so hilarious that a camera crew gets close to us. I donโ€™t want to be filmed, I cover my face. The director tells me off and the cameraman starts dancing with his camera while recording.

Big fancy cars pass in front of us and I start booing them, everybody around joins me in a improvised revolution against the bourgeoisie but I soon realise itโ€™s a funeral procession. I tell everybody to stop booing and I wonder what I had against those people in the first place.