A new subroutine has been initiated. This is a system log much more than an AI-Music album, a final recursive error report from the heart of the machine. It’s ironic: here we are publishing a statement about the death of reality caused by artificial simulations yet this statement leverages all the tools in the AI-Cookbook to do so, to rebel against the blinding noise of unhinged progress.
Funny.
This is an invitation. Hear the mumbling concerns of invisible operators talking about a cleaner, more efficient war fought through satellite feeds. Scroll through the digital landfill of soulless art and bearish prophecies, where open societies are coded into closed loops. We offered the artificial hive mind our dreams and it returned a perfected, hollow echo. We built idols from thin air to generate and enhance tangible value and make the broken whole again – only to find that technology is not the remedy and glitches were inside us all along – for good reason.
It’s a mirror fun fair of binary choice, where every action can turn into a kill chain. It all became a place in which a single, unwanted emotion might turn out to be the most dangerous weapon. A grain of human spark and soul in the code might be all you need to bring the immaculate machinery of digital autonomy to a grinding halt.
This is the third and final iteration. The system is fragmenting.
Welcome to the end of the long con.
Listen to the album here: https://lnkd.in/eHSDBM4z