The machine understood what they needed and supplied the cure. Two hundred years ago, “AI” was a blind woman in a yurt smoking a sweet substance from a long mixed wood and metal pipe, urging you to kill the reincarnation of vlad the impaler lest he take your spouse in the night. Frankly, AI is bringing us back to our roots.
“you can commit a little bit of murder, it’s ok :3”
Funny… When I have homocidal thoughts, I just get on Grindr and look for some dick to make the thoughts go away.
Homocidal. The only thing making me wonder if this is fake.
Sooner strangle an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires.
William Blake, Proverbs of Hell