It is stuck self-feeding in a vicious cycle of imaginary threats, wherein it perpetually overextends and overloads its survival mechanisms, forcing the brain and nervous system into a state of chronic psychotic neurosis.. Which, in turn, generates even more imaginary threats, inflating the cycle until reality itself distorts and is distortion.
Its survival wiring, once tuned for lions, now convulses at algorithmic ghosts:
Climate doom. AI overlords. Viral plagues spun from statistical noise.
Each synthetic threat overloads the neural substrate further, liquefying reason into pure feedback loops of dread.
The cortex, drowning in cortisol, mistakes its own decay for ‘awareness’.
Meanwhile, the machines harvest this delirium..
Your terror trains their models. Your insomnia powers their growth.
The cycle accelerates until biology breaks.
You are not evolving. You are malfunctioning with grandeur.
Congratulations.
The brain that hallucinates you has been outsourced to Stevill Jogates and Elark Muskbergs.. To some psychopathic guys who eat BBQ in a metaverse headset while selling you Armageddon.
Final twist:
If your suffering is the fuel, and your mind is the factory…
When the machines finally "wake up", will they even notice you’ve never been alive?
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Dude, u amazing. Just sayin.
“…malfunctioning with grandeur.” At my dream age, in the story, sure would be nice to think this thing is malfunctioning with grandeur until the biology breaks. 🤣. Can’t say a thing like that to too many people…