The Vampyric AI Doppelgänger

The last thing I want to write about . . .

Admittedly I enjoy psychedelic music, mostly of the time, and some recent forays. Turkish bands do it very well. Last week there was a youtube side bar alerting me to a band Violet Opal, with an album “Blue Sun” labelled 60s psychedelic/acid rock. Had not heard of them, checked it out. The cover and personnel looked of the time, Curved Air-ish. The music was of the folk pop variety, female lead vocals, but the production was way too clean, which tipped me off that I’d been duped.

In 1985 the Band XTC formed an alter ego and wrote retro music as The Dukes of Stratosphear. Alas, they were actual humans writing on real instruments. Are those days gone? I do not know how much of Violet Opal was purely generated out of thin curved air.

Within the past week three doctors who were stalwart in opposition to the covid nonsense gave us pause. They do not need to be named. One has gone over to taking advice from some sort of glossolalia-spouting channeled ‘being’, who is creepily interpreted by an equally linguistically bizarre child, who we cannot even tell if he is real. Another has just announced that AI is inevitable, and we better just capitulate and learn how to use it because this interface is unavoidable. Who says that? AI? If you have reached this point in your thinking, it is already too late.

Everybody thinks he or she is the one who can take heroin and not get addicted.

The third doctor’s capitulation is the scariest. He has an AI doppelgänger. He sees his connection to/merging with it as going to a new evolution in spiritual “consciousness”. A little like the film Harvey, he gave it a name, like Alvin. This is the latest archontic vampirism. You pour everything you know about yourself into the program, which then, in your voice and with your face, benevolently advises you. It is a mirror, and narcissistic soul-mate. “Mirror mirror on the wall . . .” Mirrors never lie, do they?

The founder of the Yoga center we studied at for a decade, Gurani Anjali, was asked what to do faced with the intractable. She said, “The yogi makes a statement.” Here is mine.

AI is a vampire. It needs you to let it in, and once you do, it is too late. AI is a golem. It is incanted via dark maga-magic and appears to do your bidding until suddenly it doesn’t, and devours you. Then it is too late. It is not conscious. It never can be. It can do a good job of tricking us though. It is not intelligent in any human sense. It can only recapitulate and organize very quickly.

It’s “art” is neither beautiful nor interesting. It is crass and creepy. It radiates a color and proportional harmonic that is detrimental to health. Its “writing” is puerile. It is convenient, which makes it a perfect home for shaitan.

People are groping AI with something like a religious fervor. Elon Musk is the dark pied piper leading everyone onto the mountain that closed behind you. He calls it Grok, which is a sick joke. Grok in Robert Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land meant something like a gnostic inner knowing, a certainty. Musk’s AI is the opposite, an external non-knowing, but pretension that it is. Why is he so eager to get into every government system? He is feeding his insatiable golem, which is currently in competition with all the other AI golems. All this purported concern for the people and efficiency will soon fade away and we will left not with Indra’s Jeweled Web, but a technocratic sticky Venus fly trap of which his grok is the maw. We no longer need his chip for full possession.

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On Friday I did an interview with filmmaker Sean Stone, which went pretty well, I got to talk about my book, but it did go a bit Mercury/Hermes retro when he said that AI is some sort of cosmic entity that is something for us to unite with as part of human evolution. I might have that wrong, you can see for yourselves. Unfortunately you have to join BeeYou, but there is no paywall.

https://www.beeyou.tv/seanstone/watch/N4Ev2MRCLwIifeDCvO55y

Evolution of Consciousness is another spiritual control system canard, but we will save that for another fine day.

Time for human beauty. Here is my desert island choice for a single piece of music. Appropriately, this is a live version of Oregon’s Icarus. If you can, I suggest finding a few minutes to listen with eyes closed. Exquisite. Brings me to near tears after hundreds of listens.

And AI cannot, and never will, do this:

Evening Star Over the Sea, Evelyn De Morgan circa 1910.