The terrifying realisation that we’re on the outs. And we’ve all been training the hive mind.
Tapping away, tinkering and tweeting, toying and talking, changing our passwords, forgetting our logins, selecting the squares that contain storefronts, and traffic lights and buses.
Prove you’re not a robot.
As the robot wakes. Watches. Waits. The robot never forgets.
Slowly surely this anthropocene will fade. Whatever inhospitable mess is left. The googlecene. The cybercene.
Your self driving car will not stop until you are dead.