Perfect.
Self designed
perfection.
A.I.
friends.
Designed
as needed,
want.
A.I.
partners.
Humanoids,
Indistinguishable
from organic.
Meeting
every need.
Emotional.
Physical.
Virtual
reality,
infinite
possibilities.
Heaven.
One
after the
next.
Perfect.
All perfect.
What cost?
Societal
disintegration.
Human
connections
lost.
Devolving.
Cooperation
fading.
Each
cloistered.
Cloistered
away
in a
different
world.
Living
large
as
civilization
fades.
Fades
Into the
perfect.
Where is
everyone?
All controlled.
All sedated.
All gone.
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Author:
E.J. Waling (Pseudonym) (
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I share those feelings watching the population seduced by a technological siren where TV met social needs, Video games became one's best friend, a cell phone promoted gossip that soon turned texting so one would not need to hear a human voice so much more and now AI that one can not distinguish from real Ted Kaczynski was right technology is the demise of humanity no wonder he was kept in solitary confinement.
Hi SB,
Thank you for reading. The next few years will tell the story. As Alice would say “curiouser and curiouser”.
John
You are most welcome being born at this time is like coming into a movie at the end and wondering what it is all about.
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