I used AI to create a sucking video. That's bad. It's boring. But I made it within an hour. And now, that's my whole personality.
For some, my AI-made video is all: sucking videos. The two minute length of coherent amalgam of the regurgitation stock photos that was used to promote my private business coaching sessions employs a truly hot woman that can only be found when prompted to neural computers that nurture the planet with the word “really hot woman.” Lip sync is off. The voice is made of wood. The chest is a Targide and spinal deformity.
But for me, my video is a revelation. It's my burning bushes. My bodhi tree. It delivered me two sacred knowledge:
First of all, sucking videos are the future. Imagine if you can make a video of sucking this in an hour, then you can smoke something in two or three hours. A simple extrapolation reveals that the amount of sucking is limited only by the amount of time you can concentrate on it when you are not advertising your private business coaching session.
The second knowledge is that everything is cooked. Everyone. All industries. Cooked. The film industry is cooked. The visual effects industry is being cooked. The publishing industry is cooked. The modeling industry is cooked in boiling soups of murky breasts hallucinated by brain machines. I don't know anything about these industries, but I used AI to create a video of sucking. And I've heard my nephew use the word “cooked.”
In the future I will replace all cooked industries. I make sucking videos, sucking art, and virtual girlfriends sucking and sucking private business coaching sessions. I am a generation of Renaissance man who lies to the scaffolding of human technical achievements, stares at the ceiling of a blank chapel above me, polishes his hands, and sucks.
But don't worry, I want more than my own glory. All sucking means that in the future we are all able to suck. So my duty as Prometheus is to smoke to the poor masses who smoke the fire of AI before me. You have to find it wherever you are, whether it's LinkedIn, a Microsoft team, or a roommate's party. Just as I once looked at the potential of Chase Sapphire credit cards, I now have to reveal to them the creepy promises of AI. “Yeah,” I call. “Listen to the terrible videos! Know everything and everything that's cooked! Sit on my lap, AI will integrate into your daily workflow, overflowing the dusty, cracked lake beds of your professional life with sparkling, sucking waves!”
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