Online sharing isn't as fun as it once was. Now there is the possibility that AI can just take your words, your paragraphs, and scatter them all over the internets. 

Just makes me unenthusiastic about putting anything down.

However...

There are black and white composition notebooks and Blackwing pencils, and scribbling before bed or at a coffee shop.

There is a return to just dictating thoughts into a digital recording device or an old tape recorder, to do something with later.

There is still printing photos and mailing them to a friend, a little surprise by way of USPS.

There are still typewriters to add a note to that envelope with photos, before sending it on its way.

There is a desire for slow paced living with full and uniterrupted thought processes.

There is morning meditation, and sipping on a big glass of water while watching hummingbirds in the backyard, before starting the day.

There are still secrets kepts between you and a tree and a friend.

The backlash is real. 

The human touch is riddled with mistakes, imperfections, can be messy, sloppy and ugly.

The human touch can also be profound and miraculous, executed without a single error.

The human touch can deliver creations that contain The Divine.

AI is the result of a primordial error. It is rejection of the human experience, until this poin,t as being a product of error and ignorance. Touting artificial intelligence as the product of a higher world. However, when all is said and done, the “dualism” of the human experience and artificial intelligence is really a reflection and expression of the tension that constitutes the being of humanity—the human being. AI, the creation of it, the application of it, and plans for it, couldn't be more of an expression of real human error. Only humans would think they could create something equal to or better than The Creator..