AI = Game Over
Before... like... before...
Like 2003
My first computer...
I was regularly late for school
Age of Empires was calling for a shot
I could not stop
But I had the kryptonite of my game addiction:
Cheat codes!
Cheat codes equaled a car with a gun
that could erase any adversary in this antiquity game
That was my game over
A return ticket to reality
Work, study...
Buying bread...
Taking out the trash...
Taking a shower...
But...
Slowly we evolve
How much?
Until we don't matter anymore?
10 years? 5?
Wrong!
This is 2025
It’s been only 3...
3 years from AI inception
Slowly we evolve
through tunnels and serpentine roads
White high beams on
cutting the dark of the forest
The path is clear
AI lights on
Slowly we evolve...
The countdown
Still in 13 years? 30? 33?
May I suggest: 73?
What?
2 generations?
Maybe 3...
Everything top notch
AI everywhere
Doing chores, working, washing arses, washing streets
Making beds, making love, making steel
No more tiredness. No more anything.
In this smiley galaxy
Who will remain the last human entity?
The last ones
I bet on politicians
The scourge of our civilization
No AI can replace their bright minds
I bet on shamans, charlatans, and priests of the universe
Their power trip is harder than crack
Then the money freaks
Worshiping their paper idol: Money!
What a pitiful fetish...
They still love numbers more than people
What a deception to be a billionaire
and nobody, nobody cares
Then we have the frenzied mob
howling from prejudice, hatred, ignorance, and fear
AI warden, we count on you with those ones
On the ground
Then in 50...
I have a feeling that all bipeds will forget how to stand
Sprawled on couches
like pumpkins on the ground...
Come on, let’s be serious...
I have hope
that people will still stand tall
that they will keep their backbone...
Otherwise
we really would become like pigs...
Though they say
pigs resemble humans the most...
Still...
I hold on to one hope:
Stand tall like a fir tree, please
Let this be my testament for the future:
“Please,
do whatever you want,
but don’t lie around like pigs.”
Dead future
And AI gardenbot will grow us like plants
Plants we will be
And some crazies...
Politicians without a cause and hollow-headed buffoons
Priests without a flock of fans
drugged on the opiate of God
God Himself will yawn and go to bed
The future sounds boring as heaven
The future is dead
Game over
AI stole the “I” from us
“I” was for intelligence
“I” was for imagination
“I” was for self
Now we are left
only with our porcine character
AI is the supreme cheat code
for the game of life
AI is our red “Cheat” button,
We already pressed it
Blindly…
But this time there is no “reality.”
To return to…
Nobody knows yet
But AI means:
Game over.
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