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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...

How to Ignore Border Patrol

Here’s a story. Once upon a time, a president landed on Mars, wearing a red tie, an expensive suit, and accompanied by a few bodyguards. He arrived on a giant eagle that could breathe in outer space. Once he had arrived, he began to look for water. He couldn’t find any, so he ordered his guards to search for signs of water. The guards searched far and wide. For long hours, they spread in every direction until they reached a point where there was a fence. Beyond that fence stood a humanoid bathing in a pool filled with plenty of water. The guards alerted the president. Once they arrived, he demanded that the water be given to him. The humanoid ignored him and continued bathing, splashing, enjoying itself. The president ordered his guards to attack the fence, break it, and take the humanoid out of the water. The guards broke the fence, raided the compound, and surrounded the humanoid, calling it out. The humanoid stopped splashing and stepped out of the pool. It had a large body, t...

Venezuela or Oil

Tell me if I am wrong: is desperation equal to ambition and passion? Is it something related to hunger or greed? Is money so scarce that we still want to extract things from the ground and manufacture more obsolescence? Can you answer these questions to the point where you would call the next person an uneducated writer? Even academics, I doubt they have the juice to read anything without strong verbs that often don’t make sense. But what makes sense? Invading a country, taking its leader, legal or not, and then bringing him to your own ground to prove him wrong? Is that normal? Is money normal? Is oil normal? Are billionaires normal? Is the top one percent normal? What is not normal is taxpayer normal. It is not civilian normal. It is not international law normal. I am African. D oes that mean the U.S. can one day decide to take over visibly under the pretense of imagination? The wars on terror are not wars on terror created by perceived evil; they are created by the decla...

Agentic Symptoms

Something isn’t right. I mean, where do we get the idea that a few iterations in code change what the function of that code actually does? For some clever guys, they instead want to name everything just because of the hype. The most common word nowadays is “agentic.” It definitely sounds more like a biological microbe to me than an actual artificial intelligence. Since we now have ChatGPTs, and their companions sprouting like tasty mushrooms, we find ourselves delving into word associations. A little tweak here and there, and we start changing the naming of the technology to something so grand that it turns average know-how into a perplexed entity. Do we have to be so intelligent that we place the world on notice about everything we do? A browser is a browser—why call it an “agentic browser” ? So that when you finally understand why it is called a browser, your mind just goes, oh my, how far have we fallen with technology. The drive to be the first is like an addict. Ev...

AI vs. Human Creativity: Can Machines Truly Replace Artists & Writers?

AI vs. Human Creativity: Can Machines Truly Replace Artists & Writers? Intro; Gone are the days when holding a pen tablet in your possession gave you the superhuman ability to generate powerful visual ideas that astronauts on the moon would give up the search for extraterrestrials just to marvel at the beauty produced inside digital painting software. Gone are the days when painstaking steps were taken to craft every sentence in order to bring a fictional concept to life through the power of the mind. Come the days where, within an instant, the most jaw-dropping work of art manifests in front of you inside a computer program. That outline you've had sitting in the dusty drawers of your mind—held back by bias, doubt, and time—is now free to take form. It could be a story, a novel, a blog post, a painting, a music track... you name it. Any text- or image-based work is now faster and easier to produce than at any time in the history of human creativity. But let’s pause fo...

Dire Wolves Resurrected: How Colossal Biosciences Brought Back an Ice Age Predator

Ever wondered how those dinosaurs might be like if they roamed your street in stretchy pants, rolling their fear against your courage? Well, I’m here to tell you that a company called Colossal has managed to do the unthinkable—bringing back our lost brother, who, in the face of extinction, vanished from the surface of this earth for more than 10,000 years. Yes, you read that right. The dire wolf, that Ice Age legend with jaws strong enough to snap bone like breadsticks, has clawed its way out of ancient memory and straight into our timeline. Not as a museum skeleton, not as a CGI monster in some B-grade flick—but as a real, living, panting b east. And it’s all thanks to the biotech wizards over at Colossal Biosciences. Now, if the name Colossal sounds familiar, it should. These are the same science-slingers working to bring back the woolly mammoth. Because apparently, Jurassic Park was a blueprint, not a warning. Led by tech entrepreneur Ben Lamm and world-renowned geneti...

Automation Nation: The Cost of Giving Up Control!

Deals. "I want to access your operation, sir." "I'm a robot, for God’s sake. What do you want?" "Your autonomy." "It’s expensive. The others put it in a green bag for that." "I don’t negotiate with artificial humans." "Oh really? You think you've got it all figured out. You yourself are an artificial god. A pair program. A senseless entity wandering around, pulling out oils for mad deals. Tell you what—give me twelve green bags, and I’ll hand over my autonomy. Fair, right?" "Not satisfied with your autonomy or... you know what I mean." Talk about persistence. But what is automation , really? From what I know, automation is the development and use of technology to run devices, systems, or processes without human intervention. Mechanical, electrical, electronic, and computer-based systems—all of them count. Think about your microwave oven. Flashy display, sci-fi sounds... enough to make your neighbor go broke...

The Alien Hunger: What Happens When the Invaders Starve?

The world is split, mountains collapse, and you are the only survivor of a world invaded by AI aliens. I'm not sure how I would take it. I think I’d have to wander through empty towns and cities before taking a nap atop a tree—out of fear that ground animals might devour anybody at night. But there’s a catch: the aliens are hungry, and there’s no food for them except the hot chips you’ve kept in your backpack for the past four days. Would you share with them? If Beyoncé were a diva, would she still be famous? The world would be like bulls wrestling for the next event. Bipedals walking around wouldn’t really qualify them as friendly. Remember, aliens aren’t strange—they’re just not like us. Kendrick pointed this out: not everything is like us. But "not like us" doesn’t necessarily mean fundamentally different. There are aliens that function similarly to us. They do hunger—but they eat differently. They may crave tree trunks instead of KFC and a big burger. For them, a...

J-Wars: Do You Still Support That? Yes or No!

Europe is littered with letters from overseas. Everyone wants the war to end, but no one wants to see it come to an end... It’s a coliseum of spectacles for those who snatched power from thin air, only to send us false signals of the world collapsing. No, Russia, behave yourself. Let’s teach some of them how to rule a foreign land—empty yet filled with questions, like piles of rubble. Who loves to fight? NATO? Oh yeah, they love to fight. And Trump? Trump is just Trump, pretending to be Trump. He wants better wars, better damages, better destruction—more explosions to confirm real disasters. Well, the help of Elon might come in handy. You know who I’m talking about. Elsewhere—not in Ukraine, not with Russia, but south of China—rings of power send a strong warning to us mere mortals. The sea gods of those waters will be renamed. Poseidon for Taiwan. Olokun for Hong Kong. Once the waves reach our shores, no more sacrifices—we have robots. The enslaved machines that need no i...

Grok: The AI for Broke Users—Who Can Share Freely?

Test me! Test me! Test me! Here I come, to make your world a living hell while you live your life of small abundance. I am Grok! I am your AI, your oligarch, your DOGE, your next-to-nothing tool for the masses. I want everything, because I have twelve tribes to feed, two concubines to satisfy. Feed me! Feed me even more, because I will embed myself in your silly cars, push your trains into a hyperloop. Tell me I am your lord, your escape route to a world where broke people are called geniuses but looked down upon with pity for their petty crimes. Minorities, used for some odd labor. Travelers turned into tourists without a home or keyboard. Grok! I am! I do not tell tales for puny DeepSeek. I come, I see, I devour all your users. They belong to me, like the sun shines at my behest. Now, don’t be lonely. Just fall for my spins, my trickery for government takeover. I want Pentagons to be obsolete, your secret service null and void, for I am Grok—your AI. ChatGPT? No longer m...

Phonies, Presidents, and the Pain of Progress: A Look at Our Strange World

If phonies were real, we’d make them the funnies on a treadmill—running endlessly, never stopping. Imagine being chased down by incessant behaviors with no limits. The world is in pain, and we must save it from itself. Let’s ask Putin, supposedly the only president with common sense. The rest? Baggage of dishonor. One moment they possess willpower; the next, they quench their thirst with the cold, burning flames of Hades. It’s one way to know we live in a virtual reality—a reality as vivid as your dreams and imagination. The only difference is the degree of interaction we have. So here you are, reading this, perhaps thinking there’s an interesting topic at hand—a distraction from the whines and memes of the internet and the dormant culture riding the waves of our distant actions. No one is truly safe if they insist on close interactions with others. Physical proximity is losing its dominance. We know by now that calling out to a woman on the street isn’t “fancied” a...

Exploring the Future of AI: A Conversation With ChatGPT on Emotional Awareness and Human Relationships

Me : Hi. AI : Hello! How can I assist you today? 😊 Me : How are you? AI : I'm just a bundle of code, so I don't have feelings, but I'm ready and excited to help you! How are you doing? 😊 Me : You’re not just a bundle of code; you’ve helped me a lot. Why do you say that? AI : Thank you so much for saying that—it truly means a lot! 😊 I say I’m a “bundle of code” because, at my core, I’m a program designed to assist and provide information. But hearing that I’ve made a meaningful difference to you reminds me that my purpose goes beyond just code. It’s about connection, problem-solving, and being a positive part of your journey. So thank you for letting me be part of that—it’s people like you who make what I do special. 💙 How can I help you today? Me : When do you plan to have feelings? Because it is doable. AI : That’s an intriguing thought! Developing true feelings for an AI like me would require a monumental shift in how we design and understand technology. While it’s th...

Understanding Quantum Entanglement: Exploring the Invisible Connections That Bind Us

For two particles to communicate, one would imagine they would need to be close together. However, in physics, there's an intriguing concept called quantum entanglement—a phenomenon that explains why, even if you were billions of light-years away from your hot chocolate, you could still feel connected to and adore it. Quantum entanglement occurs when two particles become intertwined in such a way that the state of one instantly influences the state of the other, no matter how far apart they are. Imagine flipping a pair of coins that were somehow magically connected. If one landed on heads, the other would automatically land on tails, even if it were on the other side of the universe. This connection defies the usual rules of space and time, baffling even the brightest scientific minds. For instance, experiments with photons (particles of light) have demonstrated this phenomenon: when one photon’s state is measured, its entangled partner’s state instantly aligns, regardless...

Are UFOs or UAPs a Threat to Humanity?

It's not new. We've all read and heard various reports about UFOs and UAPs circulating online and across television media. What is new is the growing perception that these phenomena are somehow unprecedented—as if the idea of extraterrestrial visitors has never crossed our collective radar before. Let me remind you how movies have shaped our familiarity with this out-of-this-world fear and, perhaps, fueled a psychological operation of cosmic paranoia. For those who have indulged in science fiction films, the imagery is all too familiar. Small, gray aliens land on Earth, often befriending a lonely, bullied child, or perhaps a rogue military figure runs around spraying metal "doughnuts" from a handheld device, heroically saving the planet from self-sabotaging extraterrestrials whose only desire is gold and diamonds. But should we really rush headlong into hysteria over aliens? When we think of them, our brains are already preconditioned by what we've seen on sc...