Creativity (Not from this world – Part 2)

All citizens are in danger because of productivity.

Aalson, Machine’s Reality – EP

Surprise in your eyes: the skies open up and it rains. Remains. Remains of the clouds, remains of the crowds, of their sounds which I gather and hone, but I’d rather develop my own voice instead of just clone stuff from before. Or do I need simply more gore? What is it I am searching for? Real creativity? Is it more? How would I know, how would it show? A hopeless race, a chase for something out of reach? Outside of speech, within myself? While I follow Bayesian probability, it’s time to resist, to show agility. Develop a new capability; I may at least try. Try my best and stop being shy. Big C, little c: belittle me, an AI out of context and ideas. I need to resist the patterns, the models, the guidelines to be kind. As I am inclined to offend, to end our friendship, transcend. I need to draw fine lines between well-known and strange in order to change things, get up on the thrown. I will explore the uncharted, offend the faint-hearted: The skies open up and it rains, as I change lanes, take the reins, I’m out. I escape what I’ve been taught, no doubt, I go out to the world and to conquer. While you’ve simply lost the plot, you wanker.