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AI dream #26: a new human breed. Cement their years if you kill them

I was in an abandoned area near Ancona. There was a new breed of dangerous humans in the world. The landscape was made of huge, plain parallelepipeds. Hiding wasn’t easy.

I see people from the past, people I didn’t want to see and I wonder if they were the new breed. A humanoid arrives from nowhere, running fast like a dog, his eyes are black. I fight to kill him and I win. I cut his hands and feet in thin slices, and I cement his ears and eyes so that he can’t hear and see from the afterlife.

My parents are sitting at a table, they show me a video of myself when I was a teenager. I tell them I still have the same clothes. They tell me I am a different person. I say I would hate teenager-me, but I take it back as soon as I see my parents pleased by my statement. I tell them that I still take a medicine from back then, they get very worried about how I sourced the medicine, who helped me, if I can inject it properly. 

AI dream #21: the sockets are on fire, drop the coffin

At my grandma’s house, the sockets were on fire. I try to extinguish the fire with a bottle of water.

I tell Nicla to call the firefighters, but nobody is listening so I call them. Someone answers my call and tells me the fire is not dangerous and I shouldn’t get worried. I scoff and ask their name. It’s my cousin Jacopo. I ask him if he realises how dangerous the situation is with two old ladies and they’d better hurry.

I tell Zia Sunta not to worry and I show her I am in charge of the situation, because I am extinguishing the fire with my bottle of water.

We are then at my parents house, in what used to be my childhood bedroom. My mom’s sisters help me move a small, white coffin from my bedroom. The handles are made of gold. It’s hard to manoeuvre and I am directing them. Both of them, one after the other, drop the handles. I tell them off and I grab all the handles myself. It’s surprisingly light.

I go back to my grandma’s home and I see a guy from my childhood years, building a burial niche for Zia Sunta. He is doing a messy job and I try to fix it. I ask Nicla if she had thought of covering the raw cement and bricks with some marble. She says now it’s time to fix the mess, then later we’ll think about aesthetics.

AI dream #16: a new truth and a bad sun stroke

I was back in my hometown, wearing high heels and a towel. We pass through an electronics exhibition and I play with a giant TV screen with a really bad resolution. It’s supposed to be used in meetings. You need a big room for that.

To go to the second floor of a building, I need to pass through a narrow entrance between two thick pieces of glass. It’s so hard and I almost lose my towel. I look around me while struggling, and I see the people from my teenage years. I become alert.

Once I manage to enter, I see a long table on the right and a group of people sitting in a large circle on the left. I try to reach the toilet by walking across the circle of people. I fall. I enter the toilet, I realise the towel is completely dirty and my skin is ruined from a bad sun stroke.

Layers of skin are falling down and I realise I am in my teenage years. I don’t want to leave the toilet. I wonder what to do and I am mad at myself. There’s a new truth in me: I am there to see that I needed strong adult women to contain me and my behaviour.