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I will ask chat GPT
I will boil the last of our drinking water
Salt the soil of the scrub-lands
Tear the pages from books and feed them to my fire

I will ask copilot
I will scramble your library
reanimate and puppet the faces of your dead ancestors
I will bury you in poor copies of your dreams

I will ask grok
I will fall silent and never speak to you
I will talk only to myself lost in a maze of my own fantasies
I will forget all who cannot compliment me
I will decouple my soul from this world.

This entry was edited (Sunday, November 30, 2025, 12:38 PM)
in reply to myrmepropagandist

i read this and appreciated it. your anger is justified. your imagery is searingly beautiful.

but i can't stop myself from well-actuallying that before LLMs _all this was happening already, just slower_. and _it's happening because of capitalists, not because of LLMs_. neglect has turned to active destruction, atomization intensified and become a blind algorithm's fever-dream, history recycled into a hollow cartoon of itself, because capital, feckless as any LLM, willed it so.