Tech prophets love to talk about the Singularity – that magical moment when AI surpasses human intelligence and everything changes. But they rarely ask what comes after. What happens when we get everything we ever wanted and still feel empty?
The cyberpunk aesthetic understands this intuitively. It’s not about bright futures; it’s about high‑tech tools in the hands of people who haven’t solved their inner demons. The singularity won’t erase loneliness, greed, or the hunger for meaning. It will amplify them.
So I don’t wait for the explosion. I build my own small, controlled world – one markdown file at a time. If the Singularity comes, I want to face it from a place of stillness, not desperation.