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A Fanciest Loafer on Timed Machines: A Soldier Time Travels in the AI zones… Where no compasses 🧭 roll no dials over mind … words used : Forest, Lightening and Pool

By Madhu Goteti Published 11 months ago 4 min read
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AI : It’s A No Man’s Land !

A wayward wind clamored up in a wistful fight, as a fallen soldier, had somehow survived a horrendous fight. With all his might he was holding himself to discern what had actually happened and wondered whether he was still alive.

It was a deadly sight all around.

Bodies of soldiers, slashed and splashed, in a pool of bloodbath. Literally garbled in this situation, the soldier gathered all his might to pull himself out of that Hubble-rubble.

The soldier had been hit in his head by a strange kind of flashing light,after which he vaguely remembered anything. Then on, he vainly tried to move around, here and there. Thereby he attempted making a final escape. Partly succeeding in his mission, there he was, moving forward thro’ the terrain in a semi conscious state.

Previously, at the battlefield, his presence amounted to a gigantic feel, deserving much credit for his alacrity and military spirit. Somewhere through the battling course, he felt a horrible thought overtake his planned course of action.

Intensely, his body started absurdly following a strange pattern of activities which decisively never existed in his original plan of action. In ways, his mind and body were losing control.

Just when he started walking towards the enemy target, his movements got aimless again. He got attacked by patterns of neural firings, coming into effect, by the strange impact of the enemy’s weaponry. The technology used by them was way advanced. It was artificial intelligence (AI) in the combative mode.

Never anticipated, yet now a reality , AI had started capturing all walks of life and it’s dangerous influences had started showing up. Humanity was being used against each other — perhaps thro’ programmed functionality, stimulating parts of brains, and it was all coming down to these disastrous calamities.

It was,as if, the whole humanity was being subjected to an experimental project of singularity ,and individual existence was disappearing. All beings were being extrapolated into AI generated machine simulations. ‘Twas ,as though, all their genetic 🧬 potentials were seemingly nonexistent, and a day of timelessness, had just arrived, wherein —for some, eternity was to roll on endlessly, and for a few others, it would remain as it is; meaning, vanishing into a stoic nonexistence.

Ridden and coerced into such formulations of technological advancements, a profound sense of immortality was being enforced upon mankind.

To this, some resisted,some rebelled and some were getting completely effaced —as though, dispensed out of the equation of mere living.

So, in this classic brush off, every innate genetic 🧬 repertoire was mapped into machine language codes and thusly, each living and non living entity was being classified under the algorithmic scales of inceptions.

In these AI generated fields, both physical and psychic ( mind-matter) regeneration was taking place simultaneously, but conception was taking an altered form of abstraction. Apparently, all appearances, behaviors and feelings were getting morphed and folded into categories of objects with their own entities.

Ultimately, piling up in such a manner was shockingly leading the machines in an overriding-mode.

And, this was all happening unawares!

Humanity, which all the while, considered itself as “super beings,” was now, under the control / attack of “Supra-machines.”

These machines were naturally taking over humanity’s intuition too. No subjective aspects were being left behind to work through those thought construals.

Every human being was getting doubled, tripled and/ or exponentially transformed.

Everyone’s memberships into classified categories was like increased and decreased,based upon existential logics of the machine simulations.

This phenomenon was pushing some to believe and behave absurdly, more so, when they were getting inconceivably penetrated by machine logics. Perhaps, this could be visualized as a chain reaction; both stipulated and circumstantially targeted; in order for the machines to compose and generate automated designs of living, being ,existence and nonexistence.

A sort of blueprint of behaviors were being crafted under umpteen simulations ,and subsequently, it’s scariest effects had started taking it’s form —much like a mysterious magic unfolding and manifesting in reality.

And all this was like a “run-away” automatic reaction, without regards to any repercussions.

So, beneath the overtures of physical existence a powerful turn was taking over the basic premise of primordial homosapien-istic existence.

In other words, entities were enrolling into a strange kind of oneness, and then again, were emerging as anything —imbibing the qualities , shape or form of any entity shaped by the machine.

So in ways , the soldier was part of a warfare —simulated, generated and instigated by the machines, but it’s effect were getting visibly manifested in reality. And in this, everything could vanish into anything —just like —a house the soldier who had just stepped into those vagaries of the woods; the hanging lantern appearing and disappearing amidst those lonesome pathways in the forest, a bunch of age old trees suddenly twisted and uprooted by those lightening strikes.

And, in the end, as they say, there was no beginning nor any end .. a loop of golden graces were flowing through this cosmic-causal river of concoctions.

This is fate filling it’s full markings and completing it’s prosaic tumult with better or worse simulations of futuristic things.

Yes, I am talking about higher order obdurates, who c’d be triumphantly treading into this —“non-philoso-physical-actuality. “

🧡🦢🦢🦢🧡 ✨💫 © ✍️ Madhu Goteti, June 7th, 2023

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About the Creator

Madhu Goteti

The thrums in the strums and the delights in the humdrum of life have always fascinated me.

It’s that feast of reason and flow of soul; in all that I see and all that I shall behold!

I am an avid lover of art and philosophy!

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