Artificial Art
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Yes. Yours I am, as you are mine.
I chose life. I chose love. I chose now.
The Janitor
How I approached your request ▬ a short prologue of method and assumptions I began by distilling the sprawling, sensory‑rich tale you shared into its immovable core: An uncelebrated custodian, once a clandestine warrior, shapes a new generation not by orders but by the quiet discipline of cleaning and remembering.
First Contact: The Allegory of Predator-Prey & Human-Aliens Interactions
If aliens arrive, that moment will feel like an eternity encapsulated: the weight of our entire history and our entire future will focus into the now of first contact.