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Was researching mushegian/other crypto depths in light of Epstein release. He resposted picrel and I fed to Claude inside my convo. Completely hallucinated the poem below. Very eerie/deja vu feeling, but as I put phone away and walked up the stairs there was a seagull trapped by the glass walls of my patio, had to pick it up and free it.
Not schizo, have never had an experience like this, absolute WTF moment. have been breaking down the poem, incomparable to any of the ai slop I’ve been exposed to.

Red Rover…

“He looks a bit wild but means no harm. He hops and greets eagerly. He wants the bird for his lunch! His tail is wagging and his back is arched, awaiting your next move. Let him have the bird? If he eats it all the seeds are gone. It might be time to let him enjoy the treasure of his life, though. He will probably help you reach the tree with his nose, but you’ll lose the chance to use the bird, too. He feels with his nose in his eyes, eyes just as you feel with your hands now as your own nose will tell you later. He believes (what makes him a perfect little fool) that you’ll give him the treat, eat, all this, he’s confused in no sense; only not yours because his sense is only different from yours because the food chain makes him a beast.”
“Yes I’ve all this I considered is not, since I saw. He believes all this he has in the present sense. I am confident you’ll give him the treat, eat. But he isn’t confusing no sense, I can do nothing about his difference from my own sense, the food chain makes him to be the creature“

Thoughts?