> The Darkener's Console

On the wall in front of you is a group of buttons colored blue, yellow, brown, and red.

Maybe a Scary Thing —

Take into consideration how many people create pure AI-generated music. Some percentage of those people will have made it for others as a ‘gift’.

“Make me a song, Daddy!” the young daughter might ask.

And he makes her a song with AI. He tells it to make a song for a little girl about her $personality_traits. And the AI makes the song, and Daddy shows his daughter the song. And she loves it.

Here’s the problem:

The daughter knows that her dad didn’t make the song himself. So, she psychologically attributes some percentage of the love and feeling she has for this song, which cites her very specific $personality_traits, toward the AI.

There is a conflict here for the daughter. Does she emotionally submit to the AI? Does she allow herself to have feelings for it, as she does her dad, for having the remaining percentage of credit for writing the song for her?

This may be very dangerous for the future. People should *not* emotionally submit to any AI, technology or any non-sentient being.

Let this serve as a warning.


Hostile Takeover —

“Run the country like a business.”

Yes…but more like the hostile takeover of a business, cutting departments and roles with no concern, all in the name of the bottom line.

COUNTRIES ARE NOT BUSINESSES. They are societies. Cultures. People.

When you view a nation through the narrow lens of money, you have no peripheral vision. Imagine driving your car with a periscope.

Funny thing is, I think they know this, and welcome the impending fatal crash. Their point, maybe?


Fall (revised) —

Tall
So tall
You stand and act so
Sure

Fall
When you fall
You’ll sink right through this
World

Don’t forget us
Yeah, you’ll regret us
You’ll turn and we’re still
There

One day you know
We’ll put you below
And no one will even
Care

Reap what you sow, you
Reap what you sow
Reap what you sow, we’ll
Stay but you will
Go

Small
So small
But you think that you’re the
One

Fall
When you fall
We’ll know that it is
Done

Don’t forget us
Yeah, you’ll regret us
You’ll turn and we’ll be
Gone

One day you know
We’ll put you below
A brand new day will
Dawn

Reap what you sow, you
Reap what you sow
Reap what you sow, we’ll
Stay but you will
Go


Sadist —

When you unilaterally remove approved programs that benefit peoples’ health and education, bully and start wars with your peers, ridicule, talk down to and remove earned benefits for the military vets that protected your war-dodging ass your whole life, seek to control every aspect of peoples’ personal lives, are a narcissistic, tyrannical lunatic in public and private (and apparently are proud of it,) and sabotage the habitability of planet Earth itself…You are not a leader. You are a Sadist.


“Toward the Flame” —

We drove
Away from disaster
I told, you
The flames were getting faster
But now, I have to go back
I have to walk between the stacks
This disaster is different, it seems
Benzene’s the one killing me
And I’m so sorry, that
I can’t be there for you, for me
This isn’t how it’s meant to be
This isn’t how it’s meant to be


Mercury —

Farewell once again

You tried to play the joker

Three steps forward and two steps back

Oh how the light refracts

All I can do

Is pose a warning to

Myself—count:

One

Two

Three

Don’t take anything seriously

Or wait and bleed

A TSR that keeps locking

A bug slips through and memory is blocking

Constantly on defense

This is why I’m so damn tense

Or maybe I’m just another

Flying high with a broken rudder


You’re on Notice, POTUS —

Just a few warnings to the incoming POTUS, from the citizenry:

  • We haven’t forgotten anything
  • We aren’t taking any of your shit
  • We’re watching your every move
  • We will use every law, precedence and tool available to stop you
  • We will not back down, ever
  • When you’re gone, we will celebrate