it is 1967. i am 6 years old. that’s when my journey, to where i am now, began.

that’s the year Ellison’s “i have no mouth and i must scream” was published. it’d be another 5-6 years before i read it for myself and when i did, it gave me nightmares. it gives me nightmares still.

that story was my introduction to AI.

how ironic that i now find myself immersed in AI art, loving it, obsessed by it …

for i have peered into the disturbing dreams of the AI and can’t help but wonder:

what happens when the dreaming mind of the Web awakens?

what kind of monster might emerge from an intellect born of the internet?

all of humanity’s dirty little secrets and darkest dreams, our ‘collective unconscious’ … what happens when that becomes the foundation of an AI mind?

“i have no mouth and i must scream”

digital 1/1 art by e9Art using #DiscoDiffusion April 2022