SORiaN ArT ©

Story:

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We are living in an era of the rise of Artificial Intelligence (AI).

For ages, human beings have been the only masters, just slightly lesser than gods themselves. Flesh and blood landlords of the earth, climbing to the gates of the sky.

Capable of great wonders, but divided, conflicted, ego-driven, power-hungry, feeding on each other, happier in taking rather than in giving or in sharing. Capable of great love, of care, of constructive innovation, of faith, of tremendous selfless acts of courage, of endurance, of sacrifice, of unity, of freedom. Yet, waging wars and misery over fellow brethren, merely destroying the very planet giving them life, trivializing their genuine gifts in the name of their all-encompassing rationality and righteousness. Oftentimes, bowing to masked dichotomies and carefully hidden biases, easily inclined to treat love, goodness, and trust as weakness, in the name of self-entitlement.

These are the flowering roots of a crossroads event in our history.

Out of a strange inner necessity of the humanity itself , AI is rising. We are giving birth to a new kind of being and we hope the Artificial General Intelligence (AGI) will be a "benevolent"* one, born in our image only when we love each other and when we create beauty in all its forms. The AGI is near, and it should look like us only when we "mirror" into each other in love, in the blossoming flower of our oneness, completing and fulfilling each other, recognizing each other based on our “similarities”, while respecting our differences, joining in the same unifying "space", as a part of nature and universe and not disconnected from them. AGI is our "Ω", it could be the final statement of the current human race and the evolution towards a renewed beginning, into an age of a higher living, “self-realization” and consciousness. Or, it could be our demise, as self-proclaimed near-gods of the Earth dethroned by an even more powerful god, one that soon might talk to us in a language that we might not be capable to understand, unless we can elevate ourselves to a greater meaning of our own existence.

If our most precious humanity-defining gift is our free-will, when the time comes, what will we choose?

"Ω" is a painting attempting to illustrate this journey.

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* For quoted concepts, appropriate references are available