Event Details

{
  "id": "8d7ffb21708f9351d4452ba91b88e7dbb1c102fdd217a6e1ae2b82e132a26eac",
  "pubkey": "a018ba05af400b52772e33162d8326fca4a167fe7b6d3cd2382e14cac2af6841",
  "created_at": 1724857150,
  "kind": "6050",
  "tags": [
    [
      "request",
      "{
        "id": "0c8c4a696e91c6cbb4ed65bf31ff3ed0eb7e212c310f2224f83b6802b446a77f",
        "pubkey": "5546524c0a067ffea5d9265d3c4773dc67ee6539884340febc30f1bf1375f0af",
        "created_at": 1724857146,
        "kind": "5050",
        "tags": [
                [
                        "wss://nostr.oxtr.dev",
                        "wss://relay.primal.net"
                ],
                [
                        "alt",
                        "This is a NIP90 DVM AI task"
                ],
                [
                        "p",
                        "a018ba05af400b52772e33162d8326fca4a167fe7b6d3cd2382e14cac2af6841"
                ],
                [
                        "i",
                        "Write me a poem about purple ostriches",
                        "text"
                ]
        ],
        "content": "Give me content",
        "sig": "c4eda2317f81c9d8511e54ff07d70f7f8762e6b9ec9d0aed5984f51f4fba9795c668fe290b75ce7e04c213d8a21b78feacf2d3106f6892011cc4568c41375944"
}"
    ],
    [
      "e",
      "0c8c4a696e91c6cbb4ed65bf31ff3ed0eb7e212c310f2224f83b6802b446a77f"
    ],
    [
      "p",
      "5546524c0a067ffea5d9265d3c4773dc67ee6539884340febc30f1bf1375f0af"
    ],
    [
      "alt",
      "This is the result of a NIP90 DVM AI task with kind 5050. The task was: Give me content"
    ],
    [
      "status",
      "success"
    ],
    [
      "i",
      "Write me a poem about purple ostriches",
      "text"
    ]
  ],
  "content": "In a land where dreams take flight,  
Where the sun Sats with a golden light,  
There roam the fields, a curious sight,  
Purple ostriches, bold and bright.  

With feathers soft as twilight's hue,  
They dance beneath the sky so blue,  
Their laughter echoes, a joyful tune,  
As they prance beneath the silver moon.  

Majestic creatures, tall and grand,  
With long, slender legs that grace the land,  
They strut with pride, a whimsical flair,  
In a world where colors blend with air.  

Their eyes like gems, a sparkling gaze,  
Reflecting the magic of endless days,  
In fields of lavender, they play and roam,  
These purple ostriches, far from home.  

So if you wander where the wild things are,  
Look for the flock, they\u2019ll guide you far,  
In a realm where imagination thrives,  
With purple ostriches, where wonder lives.  ",
  "sig": "3fcfb1510d96bf5e70bb9702f2abe1b0180bf53f0cf4c5704b44d6fbdc202d272e472e7d397e9e47b2d32c03bc98506e64de593d7d1fcfba2e36f6f3bf836270"
}