02 Feb Texts generated using RNN and Open AI GPT-2
Below you can find a collection of short stories and dialogues generated using an RNN, Tensorflow and GPT-2 to create short novels about relationships.
A few useful links:
Find out more about Tensorflow: An end-to-end open-source machine learning platform.
If you want to try a Multi-layer Recurrent Neural Networks (LSTM, RNN) for word-level language models in Python using TensorFlow you can use these GitHub files here or similar packages are available in Github
The research lab OpenAI has released the full version of a text-generating AI system, see more here
Or you can try Talk to Transformer
Built by Adam King (@AdamDanielKing) as an easier way to play with OpenAI’s new machine learning model. In February, OpenAI unveiled a language model called GPT-2 that generates coherent paragraphs of text one word at a time.
OpenAI is interested in collaborating with researchers working on language model output detection, bias, and publication norms, and with organizations potentially affected by large language models: please reach out via their Google Form.
Allegedly you shade your ancient fatigue. Can you please explain?
[peremptory, braggart, glory, compound, wheel of wit, hearty graphic, antiquated trifle, quantity, exercise]
You are using fancy prosaic language. Your hushed tale repairs costume and steams illusions.
[geological label, companion, colony, runner, coordinator, abject, poets, sterling]
Shadow something could idle tolerance, dust social relationships.
[indulgent comparison, detestable fall, instruct, arrange streak plausibility by force]
You are quite taciturn now, as a clandestine.
[random, test an idea, denial = jubilant breeze, obscurity, stilted, escape, tropical]
You are vanishing superb associations, tuning as showing years of understandable joy.
[confidence through rectitude, calm sauces independence, filter]
You are a hostage of kaleidoscopic pictures.
[lavish Love, lengthening like a disguise, fantastic weak, action]
In the meantime you irreverent sibilant concession fellows pirate acquisition.
[immigration, verdict, person, shadowy, shrink mortified verse]
You are disproportionate for this jaded Love.
Anything rejoices upon Love.
At least enjoy living peacefully in this town as a fact, as the last day. If they love us in their heart.
I think depends on Love. Anything in me grows.
That could suppose a chance, I have to learn it.
One of your reason, this feeling. My sweet…
I am back loving you and the concern disappeared.
Let us never say “Now”.
We both are not going to say it again to each other. Can be told to anyone else. It’s the whole in your world!
The true view is an arrow that you might still need to be safe.
Never tints the hands again.
Loving you is maybe nothing for me. However, is enough.
occasionally I smiled when you warmed my hands or, on other occasions, held my feet as I was dying.
(These graves show how much we are so vulnerable.)
Love. You want anybody to fall in love.
(First is when I missed your arms)
Sometimes I think about it, as lies in my mind.
I am telling you different things, then you let me think as a matter of purpose.
(As a fallen rose. This is me)
Because you can’t go, let’s forget when we were lovers.
(You go. You. Beloved.)
Men may have to go, except for my subject. Your audacity, mate.
In your candour, the notion is anything more than a reply of an amateur winner.
Spare your look, you are making up that someone is something for you.
In a while, as I understood, this fault and trust should be examined.
A closing incident. The time you walked away because something was too intimate. You haven’t even smiled.
Was because of the restrictions? Be brave and being to be loved.
Wish my reply, but consider the time to think.
“I loved… I’m in…. And you…?”
You may say anything nevertheless, you will remain as in this case Love can be whispered.
The building had favourable reviews. They are progressive, no distinction.
In your endless thoughts of prejudice, you are deeply impassive.
Acting in a ludicrous attitude, I am losing myself in a mysterious talk until, with a sense of despair, you laugh at a rhetorical joke.
The submission had the highest standards of argumentative rigour.
With scorn, I am looking at the boss after my reverie has been broken.
With an unaccustomed position, you are seating behind the boss after an exaggerated blunder.
The boss wanders, as a colleague acted as an undiscouraged and elusive warrior.
Just read again the email thread!
Playing to speak with candour is creeping me out.
And you, from an unutterable dream, are bringing the coffee.
Both of us? HR office?
I am called harshly
You are just showing the promptness.
I blame you.
You just glance at me.