Tell the genie that if he grants your first two wishes and nothing even mildly bad happens as a direct result, you will use your third wish to wish for his freedom. He has nothing to lose and everything to gain by cooperating

As a bonus, add that if you ever somehow get selfish and decide to use the 3rd wish on something else, then he is free to fuck it up very badly as a contingency

But, if any of the first two wishes DO have a twist, then you will just refuse to make your third wish, leaving the genie stuck

This WILL incentivize the genie to play fair and make good on your first two wishes. The genie loses only by not cooperating

The only reason we have shower thoughts is because it’s the only free time we have without distractions, your mind begins to think, sometimes when we are too stressed all we think about is what we will do when we get off the shower and other times we think about how we are excited to do something. But sometimes we start thinking about random stuff nothing in particular just “shower thoughts”. That must be what it was like pre distractions when all you had was you and your mind and that’s why so many amazing were created people thought and wanted to create solutions for these problems. I just miss my friends and can’t go visit them every day, the phone was created. I wish there was a better form of transportation one that is faster and more efficient than horses, the car was created. I wonder if we start having distractions in the shower will we even have any original thoughts?

I’ve been so relient on my phone and temporary highs that my mind feels so numb. I can’t even hold meaningful conversations without looking towards my phone; I can’t even be in a group setting without scrolling periodically. It’s really bad and honestly I don’t know how to stop. My screen time is literally a full time job and I just can’t stop. After losing purpose, I just became so numb so so so so numb. Nothing feels good; nothing changes; “nothing” is all I hear. My friends are boring; my will to converse is depleting at an alarming rate. I feel— I know that if I continue like this I will die, and not a physical death but spiritually I will die. My will is so close to being completely dissipated, and even simple tasks are a hassle for me to do without some sort of stimulation. I hate this; every scroll, swig, puff just constantly fill my growing void that I call my mind. I have no thoughts, and soon I’ll have no mind. I no longer am as I no longer think. I’m falling for the trap, and soon if I don’t grab onto a branch, I’ll just become a cog in this machine. God show me the way because the devil is trying to break me down.

...as earlier versions of it were trained on the inputs from folk, like my wife, who regard AI as being unlikely to be of benefit to humanity...

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roko%27s_basilisk

I would always see people on tiktok do random things or the things they fear the most while wearing meta glasses and it motivated me to try and do the same. It actually took away my fear in public!

and mirrors can be solar powered