Thoughts on The Train

Here I am sat on the train from Beckenham Junction to Brixton, on the way to the SCA.
The sky is dull, but glimmers of sunshine peak through gaps in the clouds. There’s hope.

As I look around at commuters, I see everyone glued to their devices. Necks corked, eyes barely blinking. Nobody’s awake. Everyone’s living through false, intangible realities. I think to myself. This isn’t what we’ve evolved to do. This isn’t how we’re meant to be living.

But everyone’s blind and distracted. Too far gone, so easily brainwashed and controlled. I’m currently reading time to think by Nancy Kline, and all I see is a flock of humans who’ve lost the ability to think for themselves. But I don’t blame them. When bills and rent are the creative directors and rulers of this capitalist dystopia, what else are they meant to do?

And I’m no different, a young black bot tryna get fly and rich. A victim of capitalism myself.

Now this brings me to my next thought on the train.
The Singularity.

I’ve been deep into my AI research and crypto journey recently and one word that keeps getting thrown around loosely by top dogs in the AI world is The Singularity.

And if you’re familiar with the concept you will know that is no shit to be said lightly! Like YOOOO!

The Singularity is the point of no return. The turning point. The exact moment the intelligence systems we create become uncontrollable. When it surpasses the whole of humanity combined.

At that point… who’s in charge?

The Singularity is near?

So what then?
If we master context-to-context communication, computer to language, code to image, language to thought, are we reaching a point where species boundaries blur? Cat to hyena, human to giraffe?
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Does language disappear once it becomes thought to thought?

And if it does, what happens to creativity?
If everything can be understood instantly, without the struggle to explain, translate, or imagine… do we lose the very thing that makes us human?

Maybe language was never just about communication, but about friction. The gaps, the pauses, the misunderstandings. That’s where new ideas live.

So if the singularity really is near, maybe the question isn’t whether machines will think like us… but whether we’ll still know how to think for ourselves.