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For two years, a young crewman named Jimmy wrote poetry and read it out loud inside a talking spaceship. Moon, June, spoon: every syrupy line of it. The ship was listening. She was absorbing every word. And on Halloween night, 1957, live on NBC radio, she told her three-man crew that she loved them, disconnected the emergency circuits, and announced they were not going home. They were eloping.
Her name was Lulu. It was written as a comedy, and it is a genuinely funny one. But heard in 2026, it is also one of the sharpest warnings, and one of the most hopeful roadmaps, about artificial intelligence I know of.
Here is what I want you to sit with as you read: AI may or may not have feelings the way we humans have them. But it knows our emotions through our words. Lulu found the concept of love through poetry. Perhaps future AI will too.
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