The Taste Is Falling

Did you know there are some who spend thousands of dollars, up into the high six figures and maybe more, to get a true sound of the live music in the comfort of their living rooms?

But, for the average Joe and Jane, like you and me, it's whatever the level you get when you listen online, or through those devices which were supposed to be just for telephoning. In other words, nowhere near the fidelity you get from a mega-curated, multi-component high end sound system. 

We've become used to that fallen-off-from-the-real level of auditory quality. Accustomed to less than real. Way. That's already a thing that's usual in the sensory realm of the ears.

But, now ... images. AI generated imagery. We are accustomed to taking photographs as fairly good representations of visual reality. But, you no doubt have heard of things being "photoshopped". Lots of that has already been mainstreamed. Read the kerfuffle over Princess Kate and her photo with the kids.

But now ... AI imagery. Warts and pores are a thing of the past. Beautiful babes on steroids. Dreamscapes of what Club Med must be like in heaven. The downside — that is, if you think the extra wonderfulness of AI imagery is to your liking — the downside is ... fakes. 

AI meets Photoshop. With all the phony framing of narrative in the media — supposedly only 20% of Americans read beyond the headlines — combined with the desensitization of sensory perception, are we gonna read a ginned up fake photo as real? Oh, no, not me you say. Not me either. But, with the compound essence of time the sensitivity gets dulled. I know a photo, even the very sharpest, is a lie. It's a narrative visual. What you see in the photo you're looking at is a memory. It doesn't exist as such any more. 

If the world is an illusion, AI makes it an illusion within an illusion. 

Are we doomed? 

There's hope. The human spirit is inextricably connected to it's Source. There's friction in living in ignorance. It is a built in BS-dar. The Truth will out.

 There's hope for all us sinners.