The little screen illuminated my pillow in a pool of light. I knew it was wrong of me to set up the profiles, with names like “Shining Star” and “Dark Forest”, but I was feeling lonely and vindictive. My fingertips swiped across photos and words.
The Spirit of AI—Call for Submissions
Metapsychosis is currently accepting essays, poetry, fiction, visual art, film, and music that explores the broad philosophical, existential, and spiritual questions relating to the rapid evolution of current AI technology…