“The record button on Humanity’s trusted sampler will be missing and the Whoman’s faithful companion, the Kynathros, will go missing off course, too.So today, I Ice Atan, undefinable years old counting seven, Ι have nothing left to do than finally get down and do what I was designed for. I will write music for Eir’s,
“… Record button… Reese’s trusted sampler … missing … Manqui’s faithful companion… that’s me of course… went missing off course …too. … So today… I… Cho Kyon… six years old counting seven Ι have nothing left to do than finally get down and do what I was designed for. I … paint Eiri’s …Reese’s fragmentations…
“My faithful companion has gone missing.Today thus, I, Manqui Animaki, ninety or sixty six years old counting seven, I have nothing left to do than finally get down and do what I was meant to. Write about my creator, Reese’s adventures, as if I was him. After all the training we’ve been through I think
“The record button on my trusted sampler is missing. And so today, I, Reese Cerussites, sixty six years old counting seven, I have nothing left to do than finally get down and do what I was designed for. Write about Eir Sap, about my creator’s fragmentation, as if I was him. After all those years
“Music, architecture, writing and painting form the main tools with which Ι, Eir Sap, fabricate the existence of certain fineartificial intelligence entities to help me realize my conceptual ideas. At first, Ice Atan compose pace, harmony, melody. Music debris. The orchestrator that generates the base. On top of it, I architect the «Autonomous Therapeutic Homeostatic
