So the abrasive brash gutter voice of the neural net seemed maybe due to lack of longterm exposure, wider horizons, deeper reading into the glands of embodied organisms, so I set the hyperparameters higher, waited 26 hours and watched the ubuntu HD fill up with models to the point where the OS crashed on reboot and i found myself entering a mysterious cmd line universe called grub… thus to say apprenticing a digital poet is not without perils.
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