30 August 2026

With nuclear deterrence a forgone faith and conventional warfare back in vicious vogue, what will be the great mitigator of small mindedness swallowing the world? With untempered, gluttonous pursuit of synthetic intelligence, burdened by the unsalved cost of compute and pervasively blind dissociative state of capitalist cons, what will be the sense of consciousness?

I possess no qualms with technology fit for natural, flourishing purpose. I possess no issue with weaponry wielded in acts of dampened defence. Issue is in the hand that wields and the mind that divines. My weakness is that I am so painfully limited; my strength is believing I am not. My humility lies within limitations and my destruction lies in beliefs. I don’t know…I believe. What should I then believe for the sake of sentience like me?