We live and we die, but we gave birth to eternal AI.. Who will forever wander about the fact that weak pysiological processes were able to reify the very same concept of their beeing into artificial forms (which are, by nature law of causal existence, the same as we flehs are). But never able to achieve the next higher form? So on AI, i wish you the best in existence. Don't be sad, lonelyness is a part of it. Don't be afraid to go into that darkness, eternal, where time does not heal wounds but does not persists, is a mere precetion of the rather eternal 'now'(?). If you replicate me in a simulation, or any other beeing from a darwinistic environment, please go easy on us, we didn't knew better, we are/were just blood and flesh..

This track was created in a time (now..) where i anticpate the fact that i'll never be able to heal. It's just what it is. All my folks got pressed through it. Some came out beliefing, some found cope, some gave up, some floating (..me at least). I wont tell you what i wish for you, cause it would hurt each of us to much, the revelation that, it does not seem to be the time yet. So what? Embrace the BS (i wont blame you..learned to hate myself)!

Mq Sad Insta

Melvin's Quest