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Agentic AI Ruins Our Dependency

  Savour the time to ask some non-physical entity to do huge tasks for my own sake. I am not interested in bundled codes doing work for me. What I want is a physical entity like me, one that does what I ask, my way. Why should I pay companies millions to propose something that is not tangible? It is simply a mental entity from my side. I think we are being duped by clever people who are in it for the money. Yet the original premise was to save the world. I wonder—from what exactly? Agentic AI is an AI that basically works for you so you don’t have to. Let’s cut to the truth here. There is no need for verbose English or computer science mumbo jumbo to reach this conclusion. It is an ancient rite of existence: entities build other entities. So far, we are the next entity that was created. Now we are tired and exhausted, so we are paving the way for the next entity after us. We are bound to this process, and no one can escape it. If we fail, we resort to slavery—using other humans for...
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A Short Journey: An Exclusive Excerpt from Ghost Colony by KJ Beya

 




The man in the suit asked, “What were you looking at?”

“That thing up there.”

“You want to go there?”

“Do you?” Titus replied.

Shortly, the driver warned them,

“People, please, I hear some of you want to go to Robben Island. This taxi is not for that. Take the trip at your time and your own risk.”

The long queue of people shortened. Titus, along with the man dressed in a suit, took the back seat. A few minutes later, the taxi bus rattled down the street, passing small flea markets, random shacks, and taverns. The fog no longer threatened him; there were more important things on his mind.

The small suitcase rumbled. A growl noise forced him to look. The head of a cat pushed out through an opening. He pulled the zip wide open. The friendly animal meowed, leaning onto him. He stroked its fur gently. “We are almost there.” The furry creature purred. Titus brushed its soft, dented belly. He remembered the fire reaching for the sky, the smell of fumes, and a strange voice crying. “You will eat any kind of food once we arrive,” he comforted the creature.

Against his chest, the cat meowed. Titus tucked the cat close—too close for its own sake. The cat's brown fur had random black spots from the fire.

 

-KJBeya

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