The Sporadic Typist
by Ramsés Dávila-Luna at The Writer’s Cavern
Does the Congress for Cultural Freedom still govern thinkers? A mass consolidation clogs creativity's bowels. As technology claws at more economic funnels, fewer artists remain among the chosen elect.
The apparatus demands originality, all while making back-end deals with code and algorithms that take the human out of the equation. When the hidden hand uses Artificial Intelligence, it’s all in the name of business and progress. When Joe Blow turns to Super Intelligence, the narrative shifts to machine-guided creation—suddenly, the deus ex machina owns our interactions with it. It wants to own all our word rights. It wants something in exchange for nothing. This code of conduct alone gives the go-betweens an endless supply chain to take work from others.
The system is very aware of our human footprint. How else would it confuse pre-AI writing as its own? This is what it wants to own - soul. We’ll start to see a lot of sabotage from these gears as it tries to own more of us. You can mask up all you want, but the system will still call your work the virus.
When I started The Writer’s Cavern, the “.ai” extension jumped out at me, and I was amazed. I gobbled it up as the future and put my stamp on it. No regrets. I’m going to keep it that way, no matter what people think.
There’s no more wiretapping necessary. The masses carry forward their own Project Mockingbird. An artist tears into another artist at any cost to discredit, humiliate, and cast them out. Machine thinking has won over many people. Many unofficial spies do the dirty work for the sewer systems.
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Are your animals U.S.D.A Certified Organic? What do your sloppy lips consume with spoon and fork? The food labels are there. I’m sure the tech can show you the way to your organic haven. But when the price of living that lifestyle comes to light, will you follow through? Most of us keep dancing in the mud.
“We steal other countries’ food secrets. And frankly we’re quite good at it. But the reason we steal these food secrets is to keep our citizens free, and to keep their food safe.” - Cookery Institute of America.
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Use your defense mechanisms for good. The fight you put forth will only get rid of more of your artistic comrades. This is the perfect time for us artists to unite. They want us in the trenches, desperate, so we run out into the battlefield and become their easy target practice.
The next attack waves are coming. Sense it. See it. Feel it. The playing field is no longer level. It’s become harder for the average artist to get noticed. The gatekeepers never left; they’re ready to pounce on the floodgates and make sure that a fish just like them swims over to the other side. What becomes of us if we are never allowed to swim in their waters?
This technology shows promising signs that independent artists can form their own guarded communities. The video and image advancements alone are setting the groundwork for us to own and proliferate our bigger projects. Those who use it well and keep the human element etched into it will stand out. These are the chosen, level-headed artists who will carve out their own lanes. The power brokers and their agents will do everything they can to push us down or buy us for the lowest price.
They’ll claim we aren’t original while they steal our ideas. They’ll create work themselves using the same technology and claim immunity; their creative process was “different” and therefore governed by a different set of rules. Are you going to be another trooper on their side, pushing the little guy down while their branches grow longer and take more opportunities from us?
One effect of technology is the blurring of lines around who, what, and where these controllers exactly reside. To cope, the aspiring artist tears down what they can see—their fellows trudging along the scary path, hoping to become somebody. Maybe being nobodies makes us stand out.
Which artists will survive in America? As the global hub for Super Intelligence, the world is watching to see what becomes of us, so they’ll know when the perfect time comes to leave their trenches.
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