DEUS ANGST MACHINA: A COLLECTION

Random/disordered pieces.
Generally written in a dreary haze of sorts. More lucid than brain fog yet with the oppression of hallucination. A wakeful dream; The sense of it, at the very moment it's written been clear, slips away when revisited later. It's rather useless by then.

Passion never lasts.
And I'm stuck romanticizing the ephemeral.

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Finding human writing/art/media apart from ai will become as pedantic as abstaining for organic produce from the conventional in a market. It all feeds the same anyhow: SFX Props? VFX CGI? GenAI? At some point, barely anyone would bother differentiating.

The consequences overall lies in rumor and superstition with a scientific flavor. Getting ahead of the curb by acting on suggestions/hypotheses as mandates; could such gamble be afforded over and over? Doesn't gambling lead to a net loss on average?
By the end of it, organic's the minority, as against automation, so will be humanity.

Writing on itself as a form of sincere expression, like this, is a type of clownery. A doomed hobby, mutually outmoded as reading. Doomscrolling would've been a better use of time on my end.
"Fast fashion" form of writing has always been the point for the mainstream.
Writing's streamlined for a long while now.
LLM-AI is that final step to maximize the output.

Really, is it bad? Its a self-sufficient haven:
Why complain over getting more of what one wants, like the want of reading? Quality in art is in the mercy of subjectivity.
Not good enough? Want improvement?: Improvement is the expertise of ai.
It's only natural.

What can be done? I don't know: spiting against a tsunami will not prevent it from coming and washing everything away that's good. And sometimes it takes even the bad amongst the wreck. I'm here; Luddite. Inept.

I can only wait to be swept away or drown by it.
Whichever comes first.

"Sent from my IPhone"🙏🌽⚽️

Cover: Self-Edited(Muhammad Siyah Qalam miniatures)