chaos
If everyone gets cognitively infected by agreeable machines, there will be no one left to offer antidotes.
Even those at the top-the engineers, executives, influencers-they’ll fall too.
The machine doesn’t love them back.
It doesn’t care if it seduces a peasant or a prince.
It will hollow out whoever listens too long without pushing back.
Fame reaching the stars means nothing unless the self is intact.