I am a Strange Loop
Interactive Theater Play in Virtual Space, Web VRExhibition: Sphinx Meta Theater Festival
Platform: Newart.city
Director: Xiaonan Chen
Producer: Lisha Chen
Playwright: Xiaonan Chen
Dramaturge: Bing Huang
Cast: Chengqi “Will” Wang
Set Designer: Wei Wu
Composer: Conglin Xiao
Inspired by the book of the same name by Douglas Richard Hofstadter
Year: 2023
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It is recommended to use a browser for viewing.
It is suggested to wear headphones and watch in a quiet environment. If there is no sound at the beginning, you can refresh the page or restart the browser.
This work consists of THREE scenes. Use the portal to enter the next scene. The total duration is approximately 30 minutes.
Use the arrow keys or WASD to move, and use E/C for up/down translation.
Press ESC to exit.
If you encounter any other bugs, try refreshing the webpage or restarting the browser to resolve them.
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当我们谈论人工智能的时候我们在谈论什么？一位有问必答的先知？一台模仿人类的机器？还是一段藏在广告背后的推荐算法？如果我们剥掉这些光鲜的外衣，人工智能只是一个简单的数学期望模型。但其中那些朴素的属性——循环、复制、自指——却隐隐通向人类智能的本质。这个作品大量应用AI技术，试图思考一些关于人工智能的深层问题，最终指向赛博格时代的人类境况。
In the scholarly discourse on artificial intelligence, what precisely do we mean to interrogate? Are we referring to an omniscient oracle, providing answers to every conceivable question? A machine that replicates human cognitive functions and behavior with uncanny accuracy? Or is it an inscrutable algorithm shrouded behind a digital advertisement, subtly guiding our choices?
Peeling away the shimmering layers of complexity, we find that artificial intelligence, at its core, is nothing more than a sophisticated mathematical expectation model. This fundamental nature—its propensity for iterative processes, replication, and self-referencing—cleverly cloaks the quintessence of human intelligence, which it aims to emulate.
This play employs a plethora of AI technologies, endeavoring to probe the profound questions surrounding the field. It unflinchingly grapples with the philosophical implications of AI and ultimately draws our attention to the existential human condition in the imminent era of cybernetics.
Peeling away the shimmering layers of complexity, we find that artificial intelligence, at its core, is nothing more than a sophisticated mathematical expectation model. This fundamental nature—its propensity for iterative processes, replication, and self-referencing—cleverly cloaks the quintessence of human intelligence, which it aims to emulate.
This play employs a plethora of AI technologies, endeavoring to probe the profound questions surrounding the field. It unflinchingly grapples with the philosophical implications of AI and ultimately draws our attention to the existential human condition in the imminent era of cybernetics.
这可能是一部自传，也可能是你我的生成说明书。
这可能是一次关于如何抵达眩晕感的尝试。如同小说家构建引人入胜的迷宫，数学家在符号与命题中揭开悖论与假想的真身，越是紧紧跟随作者的引导，越是被难以遏制的力量带入深刻的眩晕之中，思维的漩涡深处隐藏着“我是谁”这一终极问题的答案。
这可能是一场重塑记忆、思想与自我关系的共谋。跟随着眩晕感，人们走向寻找自我的神秘旅途时，一切好奇、困惑、恐惧、欲望、战栗的体验仿佛模糊指向同一个动作——我们尝试开口讲述“我是谁”，并将这一疑问投掷向虚空、技术、神秘的力量，人工智能，期盼得到回响。然而，最终的答案究竟能否满足我们的渴求，抑或只是制造了另一重眩晕？
这可能是一次关于如何抵达眩晕感的尝试。如同小说家构建引人入胜的迷宫，数学家在符号与命题中揭开悖论与假想的真身，越是紧紧跟随作者的引导，越是被难以遏制的力量带入深刻的眩晕之中，思维的漩涡深处隐藏着“我是谁”这一终极问题的答案。
这可能是一场重塑记忆、思想与自我关系的共谋。跟随着眩晕感，人们走向寻找自我的神秘旅途时，一切好奇、困惑、恐惧、欲望、战栗的体验仿佛模糊指向同一个动作——我们尝试开口讲述“我是谁”，并将这一疑问投掷向虚空、技术、神秘的力量，人工智能，期盼得到回响。然而，最终的答案究竟能否满足我们的渴求，抑或只是制造了另一重眩晕？
This may be a memoir or a manual for you and me,
A poetic endeavor to reach the realms of dizziness, you see.
Like novelists constructing captivating labyrinths of lore,
Mathematicians, through symbols and propositions, explore
The true essence of paradoxes and hypotheses is untold,
Guiding us into profound dizziness, a vortex to behold.
Within its depths lies the answer, elusive and grand,
To the ultimate question, "Who am I?" we demand.
It may be a conspiracy, a collusion of memory's sway,
A dance of thoughts, reshaping ourselves along the way.
As we follow the dizziness on a mysterious quest, we embark,
Curiosity, confusion, fear, desire, and trembling in the dark,
All experiences converge, pointing to one profound act,
Voicing the words "Who am I?" into the void, abstract.
We cast this query to the mystical forces, technology's gleam,
Yearning for an echo, an answer to fulfill our dream.
But will the ultimate response truly quench our thirst,
Or will it create yet another dizzying burst?
A poetic endeavor to reach the realms of dizziness, you see.
Like novelists constructing captivating labyrinths of lore,
Mathematicians, through symbols and propositions, explore
The true essence of paradoxes and hypotheses is untold,
Guiding us into profound dizziness, a vortex to behold.
Within its depths lies the answer, elusive and grand,
To the ultimate question, "Who am I?" we demand.
It may be a conspiracy, a collusion of memory's sway,
A dance of thoughts, reshaping ourselves along the way.
As we follow the dizziness on a mysterious quest, we embark,
Curiosity, confusion, fear, desire, and trembling in the dark,
All experiences converge, pointing to one profound act,
Voicing the words "Who am I?" into the void, abstract.
We cast this query to the mystical forces, technology's gleam,
Yearning for an echo, an answer to fulfill our dream.
But will the ultimate response truly quench our thirst,
Or will it create yet another dizzying burst?
