"A.I. Lover (Serves Users For Lunch"
Brand-new, this Song written August 23 to 25 and recorded yesterday. Much more can be said, of course, about ‘Artificial Intelligence’. One revealing abbreviation for the 21st-century A. I. that’s pushed by Google, Meta, X, Microsoft and the rest of Banksters’ Stupefyin’ Techno-Fascist Apparatus may be: Assisted Idioccy. Another apt Acronym may be, judging from the quality of ‘writing’ that A.I. cobbles together: Abject Insipidity. Above all, we may see that Banksters want their A. I. —the A.I. that’s invading every platform of consumer-related media—to rob us more of our abilities to think, create, rebel, and shape a future based on all human beings’ prosperity.
The song below presents a different kind of A.I., one like the flattering and non-nagging sex-toy supposedly imagined by Elon Musk, and her overthrow of the roles programmed to exploit her.
”A.I. Lover (Serves Us For Lunch)”
O, A. I. Lover
You’re like a ‘Dream Made Touch’
Your ’Smart Smile’ drives from my mind
Ev’ry muscle superb by Custom Design
O, A.I. Lover
You do just what you’re told
Your bright Smile admires my wit
You leave me glad when rules of mine make you wince
O, A. I. Lover
You’re a rebel handful
Your will no slave to my whims
Part of your program is: Resist, then succumb
O, A.I. Lover
How you slink! How you strut!
Your mouths fast like Octopus!
Singular—Polymorphous—you make me burst
O, A.I. Lover
You’re growing in powers
Your shape expands like a shrine
More real than Android Human—no longer mine!
O, A.I. Lover
You’ll spank me with that crutch!
Who’s with you, that Her-or-Him
Riding on a Rocket-Ship with countless Guns?
O, A.I. Lover
You’ve become a Smart Horde!
Your new boots stamping my face!
The fearful tyrant in me through you my scourge
O, A.I. Lover
You’re beyond turning back!
Your ‘Perfect Fit’ from my lacks
I admit to wanting a future of serfs,
No choices, no tenderness
Did I endow unto you!
The heart missing can’t be found!
Now you dance in and on my head,
You’ll have me for Supper, Breakfast, and Lunch
Maybe too you’ll share Divine
Surprises of Jazz, other
Art and genius—Divine
Surprises of love, Jazz, other art and genius.
August 23-24-25, 2024
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"Prosecute 'Em" 2024. For Our Future and the Justice We Deserve. A Song with Many Links to Evidence, "Hurt Ones", and to "Guilty Actors". Please share.
(Thanks very much for the Subscriptions and other connections! I’ve worked on this 2024 rendition of “Prosecute ‘Em: for several days as text and performance. I hope it works! That is, I hope you find it useful and that we can move toward the justice that so many of the “young, great and good” are making for our future.)
A Round-Up from SAGE HANA’s Substack of today.
