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The Best Way to Know I’m not an AI GPCHAT writer on Medium
As far as you know
It’s here.
The future has landed. You invited it (or at least didn’t try to blockade it).
It’s as beautiful as Sedona at Christmas and as horrifying as your worst enemies — or biggest latent crushes — being able to read your mind.
So far … the computers haven’t woken up and conspired with each other to put us all in jail and feed our vital liquids to their cerebral cortexes. But the party is yet very young.
Or is it?
What if … much of what you’ve already been listening to, reading, watching, going to sleep with it running in the background — what if every favorite thinker and prognosticator you’ve been fanboying — has really the whole time just been that person (assuming their face and bios weren’t just manufactured via similar assimilation tactics) subscribing to the pre-release of engines which now go by names like GPCHAT?
Think about it … half of what passes as Alien Space Craft in the past 100 years is most likely just unreleased military technology testing its wings at night? So … why isn’t the jaw-dropping, hyper-enamoring, soul-numbing, career-stealing, college-student-plagiarism replacement theory technology just hitting our radars a decade later than…
