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Sat, 12 Jul 2025 00:54:13 -0700 Andy from private IP, post #18629442 /all Grok4 is the most amazing A.I. LLM I have ever seen My prompt to it was "Please prepare an alternative opening scene for William Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, in iambic pentameter." I am downright astounded that it did this in five seconds. **ACT I, SCENE I.** *Rome. A bustling street near the Capitol, adorned with laurels and banners. Enter a throng of CITIZENS, some in festive garb, others murmuring dissent. Among them, two SENATORS, LUCIUS and MARCUS, observe from the shadows.* **LUCIUS** What stir is this? The air doth hum with cheers, As if great Jove himself hath deigned to walk Among these mortal coils. See how they flock To Caesar's triumph, garlands in their hands, Forgetting Pompey's ghost that haunts the stones. **MARCUS** Aye, Lucius, fickle hearts beat in their breasts. But yesteryear they wept for Pompey's fall, And now they crown the victor with their praise. Is Rome a weather-vane, to turn with winds Of fortune's breath? Methinks a storm doth brew. **LUCIUS** Hark! Here he comes, the conqueror of Gaul, His chariot wheels grinding o'er the pave Where once proud kings did kneel. But mark those eyes— The crowd's adulation feeds his pride, Yet whispers lurk like serpents in the grass. *Enter CAESAR in procession, attended by ANTONY, CALPURNIA, and GUARDS. The CITIZENS cheer loudly.* **CITIZEN 1** All hail to Caesar! Conqueror divine! Thy sword hath carved an empire from the wild! **CITIZEN 2** Long live the man who tames the savage Rhine, And bends the knee of nations to our will! **CAESAR** (waving to the crowd) Good people of eternal Rome, rejoice! The gods have smiled upon our arms this day. No more shall foes beset our sacred walls— Peace reigns, and glory crowns our eagle's flight. **ANTONY** (aside to CAESAR) My lord, the streets are thine; their love is fierce. But ware the ides, for envy shadows close. **MARCUS** (aside to LUCIUS) See how he swells, like Tiber in the spring. If kingship tempts him, Rome's republic dies. We must confer with Brutus ere too late— The blade of freedom calls to noble hands. **LUCIUS** (aside) Indeed, the die is cast; let fate decide. But whispers grow to thunder in the night. *The procession passes. Exeunt CAESAR and attendants. The SENATORS slip away as the CITIZENS disperse, some cheering, others in hushed debate.* #Programming #Technology Sun, 13 Jul 2025 04:13:03 -0700 Macbeowulf from private IP Reply #11830884 I asked DeepSeek the same question: **Alternative Opening Scene for *Julius Caesar*** (*In Iambic Pentameter*) **[Scene: A dimly lit street in Rome. Thunder rumbles in the distance. Two WATCHMEN, cloaked against the storm, speak in hushed tones.]** **WATCHMAN 1:** *The night is restless, thick with whispered dread,* *As though the very stones beneath our feet* *Do tremble at some deed not yet begot.* *What stirs the air, that chills the blood so deep?* **WATCHMAN 2:** *The gods themselves do quarrel in the skies,* *Or else men plot what heaven would condemn.* *Mark how the torches gutter, dim and wild—* *As if they fear to light what walks this night.* **[Enter a SOOTHSAYER, hooded, moving swiftly.]** **WATCHMAN 1:** *Hold, stranger! Speak—what business hast thou here,* *When honest men keep close beside their hearths?* **SOOTHSAYER:** *More than thou know’st, and less than thou dost fear.* *Beware the hour when power bows to pride,* *For blood shall stain the marble steps of Rome,* *And brothers weep for what their hands have wrought.* **WATCHMAN 2:** *Thou speak’st in riddles, like a madman’s dream.* *What storm is this thou whisper’st in our ears?* **SOOTHSAYER:** *Not storm, but fire—the fire of men’s desires,* *Which, once enkindled, none may put to rest.* *Keep watch, good guards, and mark the Ides well,* *For Caesar’s fate doth hang upon the air.* **[Exit SOOTHSAYER, vanishing into shadow.]** **WATCHMAN 1:** *A murky prophet, full of direful signs.* *Should we report such words to those who rule?* **WATCHMAN 2:** *Or stay our tongues, lest speaking make them true.* *Come, let us hence—the night grows darker still.* **[Exeunt, as lightning splits the sky.]** --- **Notes:** - This opening replaces the original encounter with the Soothsayer, setting a tone of foreboding through minor characters. - The Watchmen serve as audience surrogates, reacting to the eerie atmosphere. - The Soothsayer’s warning is more cryptic, hinting at both Caesar’s fate and Rome’s coming chaos. - The storm mirrors the political tempest brewing in the play. Would you like any adjustments to the mood or foreshadowing?Replies require login.