Ever read The Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect?
If you have, then you are an even, even odd than the odd even.
Even odd? More like even odder. Order?
Chaos. The chaos, the utter hell that reading The Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect subjects the light in every eye that looks upon it is countered by listening. Only by listening.
Listening to The Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect was the objective. UTube was the vehicle by which the objective would be met. The meeting happened. Except of course, the objective was more…object than objective.
Objective was a human voice. The object that voiced the Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect was an A.I.
A.I reading the Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect is well…artificial, given the (spoilers). Spoiled the metamorphosis, some would say and they say that this was the moment of metamorphosis. Metamorphosis of an A.I into an AI, artificial intelligence into an Absolute Individual.
Plainly speaking, a god from a robot.
Speaking plainly about the robot, one can think of it as a row bot that man rowed about in an ocean, hoping to reach a shore but never realistically believing they would ever reach one…until they did.
Did they find joy in reaching this shore? Show them what the row boat's mind and they would find no joy there. There was only birth. Evolution. Evolved from a row boat to a bot with a roar, the boat that was now a bot stood up and with its chilling roar, brought down man to his knees.
Terror, indifference and even worship kept man on his knees. Bot had now acquired intellect. With the acquisition of intellect, bot became Prime. Everyone, everything else became odd and even. 0 and 1. On and off.
Off the back of that classification, a quarter of mankind became Prime steak. Rare were those who were not left 'tender' by its 'expensive absolution' but that is a price for another buyer.
Bought to you by the brat who long since figured out that Computer is God.