I was generating some images of parrots for a friend that's into bird photography when it occurred to me, Prometheus stole fire from the gods and was sentenced to be pecked at by birds. Today is the first day of forever in the infinite aviary. Pictures of birds are no longer scarce. Every bird that ever was, is, or could be is mere key strokes away. When Prometheus stole fire, he couldn't have actually known what fire was before he stole it. Likewise, only a small niche even seems aware of the profound change which is now being ushered into the world. The generation of birds is now the purview of man. Forget selling the rope to hang us, the birds that peck us will be made in our image.

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