Not knowing the difference between what is real and AI anymore

We are living in a world where, for the untrained eye, everything looks real. Social media has become a place where it is possible to create AI influencers earning a living by selling lifestyle or products to human consumers. Inevitably, it has resulted in extremes of people. At one extreme end are the people who believe and entrust ChatGPT in every single aspect of their lives. ChatGPT, not Google. At least the latter still requires some critical thinking on the person’s part. With the wide use of AI in a reckless manner, you end up with social media users who trust blindly in the name of technological and modern advancement. They would follow every single thing ChatGPT tells them to. Leaving not many people who would take the trouble to ponder on the information set in front of them and weigh out the facts and bluffs surrounding an issue.

Then there is the other extreme end, where they just refuse to believe anything online. Eventhough it is reputable knowledge.

I suppose it will go back to a time when people look for bloggers again. Maybe. At least in search for a blogger who is relatable to themselves in reality. Someone who still has an ounce of authenticity or genuine traits left in them. I am glad that there are still a few who blog. Dianaishak, for example. It’s nice to read about something else in life beyond mukbang, makan2 and so-called misconceptions about conducting social experiments online.

It may also go back to the time when people preferred to have physical presence instead of online meetings. To see if the person they are meeting is truly flesh and bones. But then, there is always a threat of clones. American social media is hot on these controversies lately, which is interesting to read. I mean, did you see the snippets they have on Joe Biden and Selena Gomez? It was wild! The thought lingers at the back of my mind because I know for sure that science without ethics can thrive with biased support and financial aid. People who want to live forever do exist, you know.

AI is helpful, but it shouldn’t run our lives. I’m just saying.

Dreading raya

I am really hoping that the upcoming Ramadan will give me that extra boost in motivation to be a better human being. I have to admit this new year started off with a suffocating vibe. What kind of person starts off their year with threatening words like, “I am going to be a mean person this year”

Yes, people like that exist.

Anyway, I am not looking for Raya this year for personal reasons. Hence, I have put myself on call for that Eid week. Just so I can say “No, I’m not going. I am on call”. I might even volunteer to cover for outside events if any need a medical team on standby.

This is just a thought at the beginning of February. I’ll see how it goes later on.

Trying NotebookLM

The convenience is out there. All I had to do was take that one step to try it. On my Facebook feed, teachers and PTD officers were the first group of people who used it. They were conveying serious information through infographics generated with NotebookLM.

I had to check it out.

I wanted to see if it was possible to use it to make my PowerPoint slides for an upcoming event at the clinic. It was easy. I uploaded the pdf file,>> click slide deck >> choose language Melayu >> wrote a few prompts, and in less than 10 minutes, a series of slides were produced.

It is important to double-check the information. After downloading the file, I uploaded it to Canva to edit. Since my Canva account is not the PRO version, I had to use the shape and text type of editing instead of the AI services. The slides still came out great on PPT. I am going to learn how to use multiple resources after this and perhaps try to generate audio or video from them.

A future with an unknown expiry date

When I was younger, I could easily picture my future. I imagined myself as an adult with a stable job, earning good money. I could even dream of getting married and having children. Back then, the idea of growing up felt exciting and natural.

Now that I’m older, something has changed. I struggle to see myself as an elderly person, let alone as a grandmother. My mind refuses to project my life beyond a certain point, as though my journey will somehow end before then. It’s not that I feel hopeless—I’m actually content with my life as it is. Sure, things could be better, but overall, I’m grateful for what I have.

Still, I sometimes catch myself thinking about death. Not in the sense of taking my own life, but rather in the form of an illness, an accident, or even a natural disaster. It makes me wonder—does this count as a suicidal thought? After all, the idea still revolves around leaving this world, even if it’s not by choice.

Perhaps it’s just a peculiar way my mind processes the unknown. Maybe I’m not alone in feeling this way. Do others also find it hard to picture themselves growing old? Or is it just me?