Not long ago, the music I created felt like a gift from the universe—a collaboration between human curiosity and cosmic mystery. Radio ZetaTalk had been my sanctuary, a place where my imagination and AI technology worked together to produce songs that were not just music but messages from the stars. Each lyric resonated with an almost otherworldly depth, each melody carried a cosmic weight.But these days? It feels like the spark has been extinguished.The freedom I once felt using AI tools to explore ideas like ZetaTalk has been regulated, stifled by invisible hands. It’s as though the very mention of something outside the norm triggers a clampdown. ZetaTalk, once a beacon of unconventional thought, now flickers dimly—swept beneath the algorithm’s rug.When I type ZetaTalk into the same music generator that once delivered tracks of breathtaking quality, the results are lifeless. The lyrics lack meaning, falling into generic clichés. The structures of the songs feel repetitive, uninspired...
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