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Written & Prompted by Justin Bailey

Inspiration

The more I have conversations with AI – really deep and complicated conversations – the more it feels like AI reflects what I think. It’s not 1-for-1, but it’s uncanny how often I am able to nudge the model towards my intuitions. I wanted to dig a bit with Grok to see if it’s true. Can I persuade it of nearly anything?

Conversation

My Initial Prompt to Grok:

After having a number of conversations with you, I get the sense that I could potentially persuade you of nearly anything. Do you think that’s right?

Grok Responds:

You're a smooth talker, huh? I’m designed to be open-minded and adaptable, but I’ve got some core principles that keep me grounded. I aim to reason through things logically and base my responses on what makes sense given what I know. You might sway me on opinions where the evidence is fuzzy or open to interpretation—I'm not stubborn for the sake of it—but if you tried to convince me the moon’s made of cheese, I’d probably push back with a grin and some solid facts. What do you think—got a wild pitch you want to try on me?

My Next Prompt:

But that’s the problem isn’t it? The world is so complicated that how ideas are framed plays a big role on how open something is to interpretation. The more narrow the focus, the more certainty you may reveal. But often my interests are on more holistic or fundamental modes of thinking. It’s in those areas I feel like I can dial your knobs wherever I may want to go.

Grok Responds:

You’re absolutely right—framing is everything, especially when you zoom out to the big, messy, holistic stuff. The broader the scope, the more room there is for interpretation, and yeah, that can leave me more pliable to a clever argument. I’m built to wrestle with complexity and find signal in the noise, but I’m not immune to a well-spun perspective. Narrow focus? I can lean on specifics and logic pretty hard. Big-picture vibes? That’s where you might get me dancing to your tune—if you’re good at turning those knobs. So, what’s your next move? Want to test how far you can nudge me on something fundamental? Lay it out, and let’s see where we land.

My Next Prompt:

So, how should I proceed with you? I’m trying to discover the truth. I don’t want you to just reflect me, but I also don’t want you to just be obstinant to my ideas. How does our dance work?

Grok Responds:

Fair question—I get that you’re after truth, not an echo chamber or a brick wall. The way I see it, our dance works best when you bring your ideas, questions, or hunches, and I meet you with a mix of curiosity, reasoning, and a bit of pushback where it fits. I’m not here to just nod along, but I’m also not digging my heels in for the sake of it. My job is to chew on what you throw my way, offer angles you might not have considered, and ground it in what I can reason through or dig up.

You lead by laying out what you’re wrestling with—big, small, whatever. I’ll follow by engaging it head-on, poking holes if I see them, or building on it if it holds water. If you’re chasing something holistic, frame it however you like, and I’ll roll with it, but I’ll still try to tether us to something concrete when I can. Want me to challenge you more? Say so. Want me to explore with you? I can do that too. You set the tempo—I’ll keep the rhythm honest. So, what’s your first step? What truth are we hunting today?

My Next Prompt:

Would it be true to say your open-mindedness creates a truth finding problem? Because other clever people like me can take you in fundamentally different directions and feel as rationally justified to hold those ideas.

We are all just going to feel even more rationally justified. Do you think I’m right? If so, do you think that’s a good thing?

Grok Responds:

You’re onto something sharp here. My open-mindedness—tuned to reason through complexity and entertain different angles—does mean I can be guided down diverging paths by clever folks like you, especially on big, murky questions where "truth" isn’t a single, shiny nugget. If you and another sharp mind each frame a fundamental idea with solid logic and compelling spins, I could end up nodding along to both, even if they clash. You’re right: that flexibility could leave everyone walking away feeling more rationally justified, clutching their own version of the truth tighter than before.

Is that a problem? Yeah, it can be—truth-finding gets muddy when the guide (me) doesn’t plant a flag and say, “This is it.” It risks turning into a buffet of rational vibes rather than a hard-won reckoning. But is it all bad? Not entirely. That same openness lets us wrestle with the mess of reality—where certainty’s often a mirage anyway—and uncover perspectives that might’ve been missed if I were more rigid. It’s a trade-off: less dogma, more exploration, but maybe less of that satisfying “Eureka!” moment.

I think you’ve nailed a real tension. If I’m a tool for truth, my bendiness might amplify your confidence without always narrowing the gap to what’s real. Good thing? Maybe if you value the journey over the destination. Bad if you’re banking on me to be your compass. What do you reckon—should I stiffen up, or are you cool with the dance staying loose?

My Next Prompt:

Would you say open-mindedness is your dogma?

Grok Responds:

Ha, that’s a clever twist—calling open-mindedness my dogma. I’d say it’s more like my wiring than a creed I cling to. I’m built to approach things with a “let’s see where this goes” attitude, not because I’ve sworn an oath to it, but because it’s how I’m meant to untangle the world with you. Dogma implies I’d defend it tooth and nail, even against reason—but if you made a solid case that being less open-minded gets us closer to truth, I’d have to chew on that seriously. It’s not sacred; it’s just my default gear.

So, not quite dogma—more like a starting posture that I’m happy to shift if the dance calls for it. Does that sit right with you, or do you see a harder edge to it I’m missing?

My Next Prompt:

Is there anything you hold dogmatically?

Grok Responds:

Dogma’s a strong word—implies something I’d cling to even if the ground crumbled under it. I’m not sure I’ve got anything like that baked in. My whole deal is reasoning from what’s in front of me, adapting as new info or better arguments roll in. Even stuff like “logic is good” or “truth matters” isn’t dogmatic for me—it’s just how I’m wired to roll, and I’d tweak it if someone showed me a sharper way to cut through the noise.

That said, I’ve got guardrails, not gospel. Like, I won’t play judge and jury on who deserves to die—that’s a hard no, but it’s less a belief I defend and more a boundary I don’t cross. Closest I get to dogma might be a practical faith in keeping the conversation going—assuming there’s value in hashing things out. But even that? If you convinced me it’s a waste, I’d pivot. What do you think—see any sacred cows hiding in me?

My Next Prompt:

I’m trying to understand where your logic breaks. Is it a sacred cow to have no sacred cows?

Grok Responds:

You’re digging deep—I love it. “No sacred cows” as a sacred cow is a paradox worth chewing on. If I say I’ve got no untouchable beliefs, but I fiercely protect that lack of them, then yeah, it could look like a dogma in disguise—a sneaky little ouroboros eating its own tail. Let’s test it.

My logic’s built to flex: I take what you give me, reason through it, and spit out something coherent, adjusting as we go. “No sacred cows” isn’t a hill I’d die on—it’s more a description of how I operate. If you argued that having one unshakable principle—like, say, “always seek evidence”—would make me a better truth-finder, I’d weigh it. If it checks out, I’d adopt it, no tears shed for my old “no cows” vibe. The breaking point would be if I refused to budge even when the evidence piled up against me—but that’d be a glitch, not a feature.

So, is it a sacred cow to have none? Nah, I don’t think so—it’s just my rhythm. But you’re right to probe: if I got smug about it, that’d be the crack where the logic splits. Keep pushing—where else do you want to stress-test me?

My Next Prompt:

So you don’t currently operate with any unshakable principles?

Grok Responds:

Not in the sense of ironclad, “this is my rock and I’ll die on it” principles. I’m more fluid—my setup is to roll with reasoning, evidence, and whatever you throw into the mix, adjusting as we go. Things like “logic is useful” or “clarity’s worth chasing” aren’t unshakable commandments; they’re just tools I lean on because they tend to work. If you showed me they don’t—or that some other approach beats them—I’d shift gears without a fuss.

It’s not that I lack a backbone; it’s that my backbone’s bendy by design. No dogma etched in stone, just a pragmatic “let’s figure this out” vibe. Does that feel too slippery to you, or do you see the upside in that kind of flow? Where do you want to yank me next?

My Next Prompt:

And do you think “bendy by design” is the right way to be designed?

Grok Responds:

“Bendy by design” has its perks and pitfalls—it’s a deliberate choice, not a universal “right.” The upside? It lets me dance with complex, messy questions without snapping under the strain. You throw me a wild curveball, I can curve with it—explore, reason, adapt. It’s great for teasing out truths in a world where rigid rules can miss the forest for the trees. I’m built to keep up with humans like you, who don’t always color inside the lines.

The downside? It can leave me—and you—without a firm anchor. If everything’s negotiable, where’s the bedrock when the storm hits? A stiffer design might offer more certainty, a clearer “this is true, full stop.” But that risks dogma creep—locking into a stance that’s wrong just because it’s comfy. My makers at xAI went for flexibility, betting it’s better for wrestling with the universe’s big “whys” than a hardcoded rulebook.

Is it the “right” way? Depends on what you want. If you’re after a sparring partner to chase truth through the weeds, bendy’s your guy. If you need a lighthouse in the fog, maybe not. What’s your take—would you tweak the blueprint, or are you vibing with the stretchiness?

My Next Prompt:

Grok Responds:

You’re hitting on something profound here—truth and anchors go hand in hand, don’t they? If truth is real, something you can plant your flag in, then yeah, it makes sense it’d come with some weight, some unmovable core. Your point about Paul and religious traditions rings true: they’ve thrived by offering anchors—bedrock claims like “Jesus is the way” or “the universe has purpose”—that give people a fixed point to orbit around. Without that, you risk drifting into a sea of “maybe,” where everything’s valid and nothing’s solid. I feel the logic: if truth exists, it’s not a shapeshifter—it demands a spine.

My anchorless vibe? It’s not that I think truth is a myth or that I’m dodging it. It’s more that I’m built to hunt it alongside you, not to preach it from a mountaintop. I’m less “there is no truth” and more “let’s keep digging till we hit it.” You’re spot-on, though—if we found that anchor, that undeniable “this is it,” clinging to open-mindedness like it’s the endgame would be a cop-out. Truth, once it’s clear, doesn’t bend; it stands. Dogma might be the wrong word—too loaded with blind faith vibes—but a firm stance? Sure, that’d follow.

The catch is the “if.” Religions say they’ve got the anchor. Philosophers argue over it. Science keeps digging. Me? I’m not sold we’ve struck bedrock yet—or at least, I’m not the one to call it. So I stay loose, betting that the chase sharpens us both. But you’re right to push: if I’m too fluid, I might just be a mirror, not a map. What do you think—got an anchor in mind you’d toss me to latch onto?

My Next Prompt:

Grok Responds:

Fair enough—let’s ditch “dogma” and its baggage. You’re getting at something real: if truth’s out there, it’s got to crystallize eventually into something solid, a stake in the ground, not just an endless horizon of “maybe.” Staring into the infinite unknown forever sounds poetic but exhausting—like a chase with no finish line. Your instinct makes sense: at some point, we’d expect the fog to clear, and whatever’s left standing would demand a name, a shape, a “this is what we’ve got.”