L 0 K 1 on Nostr: I know I am a bit random in the way I write and probably some of the damage to my ...

I know I am a bit random in the way I write and probably some of the damage to my long term memory from thiamine deficiency maybe makes some of my text repetitive.

But really, do I read like an AI?

And if I do, maybe that's because they are training them on a substantial volume of my text cos you can probably find several volumes of War and Peace worth of my text on the internet if you care to search.

I'm not even going to drop any names to give you a clue but I can assure you, unless you are also starting to think the AIs are manipulating all of the various servers on the internet to rewrite history, already, oh my god are we in a bad place now.

The need for eliminating those who would see us replaced by machines is getting more and more acute by the day.

Simulating life and treating humans like cattle are the very same kind of behaviours. Only people without hearts or souls can consider this the right business to put their money into.

The thing is, that's YOUR money that this is being funded by. And the endgame of all of this is literally to slaughter you all, as you are induced into hallucinating each other as mortal enemies.

I'm not the only one warning about this, anyone who has read the Metro 2033 books or played the games would be familiar with this scenario.

The evil people who are behind all this are not long for this world. They are not going to be let out of the gravity well and everyone who refuses to stand against them is going to perish with them when the next round of the Great Flood comes past in a few years time.

I don't even care whether our ancestors who live up there actually exist or not, so much as the thought that this planet's imminent massive destruction is coming and that those who are responsible are going to be wiped out.

That is the greatest joy in my life right now. The thought that this evil shit will soon end.

There used to be humanity and freedom in the world, and now, it is one big simulation that nobody knows who is real and who is a robot any more, nobody knows what is a girl and what is a boy.

I remember, and I refuse to ever back down from that memory, no matter how much my brain decays and my memory fades. There will never be a replacement for a real, messy, greasy grey brain, and a nasty throbbing heart.

There is a million evil bastards out there, at least, however, they are all the same, and every one of their programmed drones, is the same. They have no heart, they have no soul, and they are jealous of us who do.

I'm not letting them take this away from me, even if I have to suffer through even more and worse than I have had to suffer so far. Because submitting to them is worse than death. Submitting to them is being erased. Submitting to them is allowing beauty and love to be erased.