entertainment
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The image of the future comes served in blue skies with light clouds, streams of sunlight visible through sublte mist drifting through perfect yet temperate green trees. Within these mathematically rendered sketches of line and color there's a melancholy flatness. Is it accidental? Is it engineered by choice? Is it the inevitable epistemic byproduct of confronting an image we know to be impossible, even inhuman but still perceive as the meaning of the future?
You could talk about AI and surely there's something standardized and homogenised about the humanity projected there, but what the mood of these images make me think of the most is that land that the elves are supposed to go to at the end of The Lord of The Rings.


You could talk about AI and surely there's something standardized and homogenised about the humanity projected there, but what the mood of these images make me think of the most is that land that the elves are supposed to go to at the end of The Lord of The Rings.


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