AI: An AndIdote to Regret

Youth is not on my side anymore Dreams yet to load from my analog days Caught up in the bitrate of life A legacy model looming up an exponential curve Heuristic hallucinations take flight Missiles of meaning miss their mark. Upscaled re-runs of the same Intercepted by inaptitude Shot down by time But tools are emerging Bridging the gap Between ideas and ability Sparking a reboot revolution No longer a sandbox simulation Overthrowing the government inside Who said "impossible" Who said "too late" Who said "there's no soul" A stream of X-pectations Cutting edge stones used millennia ago Replaced by cutting edge algorithms The antidote to my regret In my reconfigured evolution Dreams start to render in full HD Prompting launches that land Retrospective adeptness Connection restored No longer binary Oh, yes An antidote to regret A cure for the abyss I use AI to engineer my life The way I had always dreamed One prompt at a time Or was i just Beta tested To birth the singularity? A holographic hoodlum In a pixilated glitch... Coined by Nakamoto a bit.