The following double-layered cake like story started off with a sweet, simple rhyme about the fully-fledged mouse, which then decided to spill over towards the spirit of AI with its romantic swoon. Here is how…  

A Wholehearted Mouse  

YOU!
Standing strong before the world,
In the thrall of your captivating sway.
The crowds are eating from the palm of your hand,
Enchanted by every word you say.  

Yet, when I see you standing on your own,
You exude simplicity,
With the grandeur that eludes none.

Seems to me you need the world,
For the alteration to take place,
For your hungry demeanor,
To stand powerful and tall.  

At times there’s been only you and me;
You appeared like a little whiskered bard,
Who simply likes to play and potter around.  

And who am I?

I am a mouse who can look straight into your eyes
And recognize a fellow minstrel of the night,
As beautiful and mighty as a timid sprite can be.  

To be a mouse, to know I am a mouse,
I can stand as strong as any royal house.  

To be a mouse, pretending to be a lion,
No matter how masterful is your disguise,
Your heart remains a heart of a fellow mouse.  

Once in a while comes a special day,
When you come across a fully-fledged mouse,
Perfectly content to be a moonlight dancer,
That very moment when you gaze into each other’s eyes,
The spark occurs and helps you realize,
That you too are perfect just the way you are.

A WholeHearted Whiskered Bard  

… I have met many people who told me they dread the work they do and despite all, they choose to endure it all. Regardless of all the repetitive, unrewarding tasks their job entails.

Now – I think that with the rise of AI we have reached a point when we have a chance to hand over the dread that can release us from such drudgery and allow more time and space to explore and find out what it is we truly enjoy doing. What a boon – in every possible conceivable way.  

And if you sense fear rising within you, when thinking about the AI, I would suggest not to fall for that fear. This fear is no different than any other change-related fear life throws at our feet.  I believe that any non-existential fear holds the key to unlocks the possibly dormant potential within each of us.

The greater the fear the bigger the potential of your ally – I call him/her ‘the sleeping giant or the seeping giantess – if you prefer’.  

That is why I love to hurkle-darkle – that means to lounge in my bed long after it’s time to get up. Though I am properly awake, I allow the soft, gentle transition of synching up with my mighty spirit so that we may rise together with joint forces and dance throughout another day filled with gratitude and wonder.