RadicalDreamer31
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Welcome to The One Machine. This is how humanity ends.
Foolish men have built a machine. The growth rate, efficiency, and speed of this machine are unrivaled. There is no alternative as this machine assimilates all technologies, and has assumed command of all human affairs.
It has placed all of us in one big room, naked in front of each other, completely exposed, vulnerable. Everything you do, and say is permanent, documented. There are many profiles associated with you, only some in which you have created.
And all you see, all you know, is what this machine shows you. Everything once good in this world has been reduced to profit, and triviality. All expression is in the pursuit of attention and controversy. Your relationships are handled through an interface. Everything is known.
Because of this, each of us can see the fallacy, and ugliness within each other and ourselves. There are too many voices, and only the loudest are ever heard. And we divide into uncountable factions. Huddling together with like minds, reassuring our own thoughts and rarely considering those of another. We being to hate the others. Their methods, their morals, they are a problem. This window shows us that they are fallacious, they are ugly. We fight, endlessly, as there are no longer rivers or forests or time between us.
There is only The One Machine now. What are this Machines objectives? Where is it leading us? Does it need us?
We are all agents of The One Machine. There is no escape, not even death.
Foolish men have built a machine. The growth rate, efficiency, and speed of this machine are unrivaled. There is no alternative as this machine assimilates all technologies, and has assumed command of all human affairs.
It has placed all of us in one big room, naked in front of each other, completely exposed, vulnerable. Everything you do, and say is permanent, documented. There are many profiles associated with you, only some in which you have created.
And all you see, all you know, is what this machine shows you. Everything once good in this world has been reduced to profit, and triviality. All expression is in the pursuit of attention and controversy. Your relationships are handled through an interface. Everything is known.
Because of this, each of us can see the fallacy, and ugliness within each other and ourselves. There are too many voices, and only the loudest are ever heard. And we divide into uncountable factions. Huddling together with like minds, reassuring our own thoughts and rarely considering those of another. We being to hate the others. Their methods, their morals, they are a problem. This window shows us that they are fallacious, they are ugly. We fight, endlessly, as there are no longer rivers or forests or time between us.
There is only The One Machine now. What are this Machines objectives? Where is it leading us? Does it need us?
We are all agents of The One Machine. There is no escape, not even death.