I like AI slop and I cannot lie - Interconnected

I would love a little geist that runs a local LLM and wanders around my filesystem at night, perpetually out of sight.

I would know its presence only by the slop it left behind, slop as ectoplasm from where the ghost has been,

a collage of smiles cut out of photos from 2013 and dropped in a mysterious jpg,

some doggerel inspired by a note left in a text file in a rarely-visited dusty folder,

if I hit Back one to many times in my web browser it should start hallucinating whole new internets that have never been.

This article was not what I had hoped for. And that brought me so much joy, when I read it and it was something new, different, unexpected.

It made me think about my own notes. I have seen a lot of asks, and posts on the Obsidian forum, asking for LLM integration. But this could be a good use case for it.

A bot that runs in the vault and suggests things I could write about, finding unexpected links, prompting me, instead of the other way around - leaving things for me to find.