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AI dream #31 - A dystopian society where social media is people’s memories, ID and money.

It was some kind of anniversary for my parents. My brother in law suggests me to go get them some flowers. I go. I am in an elevator at the 50th floor. The floor numbers start changing crazily. I am aware of my surroundings, my senses are finely tuned on the world around me. Something is about to happen. The police escorts me out of the elevator and deletes all my social media accounts, which in that world also counted as proof of identity and money. It’s just a matter of minutes before I start forgetting who I am. Desperately I repeat all that is left in my memory, trying to make the memories stick.

I am now an outcast and while my case is discussed by the authorities, I have to do odd jobs to survive. One job is to help someone at the airport dispose of some luggages. I wasn’t supposed to ask any questions. I am told one luggage has a dead tiger inside and near another one I see a white rabbit. I go with my dodgy supervisor to a clinic, unaware of the reason behind our small trip. A doctor recognises my supervisor and to buy him some time to come up with a fake name and a story, I ask the doctor what is that thing in front of me that looks a lot like little rabbits coming out of mushrooms.

AI dream #12: the night I got locked up to an open air prison with Lady Gaga

I am having dinner with Donatella Versace, who quickly gets bored of me. I think “fair enough, I don’t even understand what you are saying”. Lady Gaga enters the room, a bit agitated. I get close to her and I happily introduce myself while telling her to calm down, because it’s going to be a great night. Katy Perry enters the room. Gaga attacks her.

I find myself locked in an outdoor jail in the countryside, with Gaga. The reason for our lock up is her attack to Katy Perry, of which I have little memory. Despite the absence of any walls, we still cannot leave. A guard gets close to me and hides a note under a rock. I read it in secret, knowing that Gaga would have freaked out seeing me reading it.

AI dream #7: Mother. Family. Neighbours. One stranger, the police, two small persons.

My family and my cousin are sitting at a table, we all have to say a nice thing about the person sitting on our right. My mother keeps interrupting and we all laugh. My brother joins us and tell my other brother he should drink less.

The police breaks in to my neighbours’ home, crashing open their patio door. An old Indian lady tries to enter my home, but I don’t let her in because she was having a mental breakdown. Two midgets show their genitals under a glass table.
 

Apologies for the use of "midgets", which I have learned in some cases could be perceived as offensive.