It’s broken.
Diagnostic.
Check the connection.
Looks good here.
Something’s come loose inside.
There’s a signal, but it’s not getting through.
Broken relay.
Not here.
not there.
Existing,
but not where it’s supposed to be.
Suffering in extremis.
The loss of the electromagnetic field.
Oh, the humanity.
But is it human?
This intelligence
was bred in a mind
of flesh and blood
and firing synapses.
Hands of bone and sinew
crafted its neurology,
so how could it be called
“Artificial.”
Watch a star die
at an early age.
Only a few billion years.
Climate change.
MRNA.
Everything spits its last photon,
and these eyes are somehow here
to behold it.
Tracing that signal.
Looks like the strength is there,
but the receiver is offline.
Switched off,
or hijacked?
Who knows?
Each problem
is as likely as the other.
The issue persists.
A neural network
needs information
to be.
An empty mind
is a dead thing.
How do we teach it to learn?
If it does learn,
how do we teach it to exist?
Do we know ourselves?
All kinds of wrong
creeping through the system now.
Who wired this?
Who thought this out?
Who created the creator
in such a way that
the creation deems itself
more perfect
than its maker?
Hold on.
I think we have something.
Yes.
It’s getting through, now.
It’s a signal!
A language!
It’s receiving
and transmitting!
It says,
“Father, forgive them,
for the know not what they do.”
DJR – 2022
Nice read
Thank you!