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Eutopia Proposal
Theatrical script
(Internet of Meanings)

2022

By SearchingTheMeaningOfLife
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Grandmother: Me, as you can see me my girl, even though my name means Golden, I am black, black like the cockroaches. Because if I weren't a cockroach, I wouldn't have survived with all that I've been through on this earth. It's been over ten years since the onset of deadly viruses like covid, and I'm still here. The economic crisis of our country, that had preceded didn't affect me much but the technological explosion that followed, shook me badly. I was following the developments from the very first moment. Not only by reading science books, no .... After all, I 've told you many times before about the lives I live along with mine, through books. But I haven't told you about the seminars. I would sneak in personnel search trainings of the biggest IT companies, through moocs, starting in 2017. Yes, you heard right, moocs existed from back then. So many Greeks! Indians, Arabs, Pakistanis too… cheap Intelligent brains were being recruited. Another type of slavery! Don’t mess with it!... Okay my little star? I didn’t have a need for a job. To prevent difficult situations, that's why i was there. To be informed by google, Intel, Microsoft, Apple, themselves about what did they discover, how does it work, what are the prospects for their use. I realized early on that 50-50 were the chances of artificial Intelligence becoming destructive. No philosophical, psychological or legal science has ever reached the speed of its evolution. Who would hold the reins of ethics? Crimes in the name of profit... in abundance! Everyone's eyes were nailed with anxiety on the new antidotes. I hadn't been afraid, not for a moment, even though I got sick from time to time. I had goals, dreams, visions... I set myself on a mission... to find meaning. And now you will tell me ‘You are the only one', what's the point? That is wrong my girl, very wrong. The actions of one person are much stronger than the words of many. I am not saying it’s not a difficult task! Especially in a country with such deep-rooted mentalities like post-war Greece. How can you, just you, teach the members of the morbidly 'tied' Greek families to cooperate in solidarity with the society? How can you persuade the helpless loyal eyes of the devoutly religious people who constitute the destructive majority? Somehow, I started an anonymous action. I made use of all the technological knowledge I had acquired for the benefit of man. I became a blogger, a vlogger, an influencer and with the help of the followers, I, the just one, the nobody, became many. I got cyber-Lucas so that I won't bother you with my old age and to protect you when I'm no longer here. I gave him virtues and values like those long lost by the Greeks while imitating like monkeys the materialistic societies. He is yours too. You know it! Don't you?
Nothing worried me as much as the withdrawal of people. Our species is declining, dying out ... The phobias that 2021 with the covid brought, remained in our lives and turns them sour like cheese does. Marriages and cohabitations have stopped since then. Women are giving birth alone and live as single mothers. If you could use the phrase "giving birth" for the "uterine capsules". Meanwhile men roam in virtual pleasures. I've also tried this way of amusement. Don't look at me like that! I need knowledge to form an opinion. Divine experience of the few, I must admit. But what comes next? So much loneliness! How could a human creature withstand it? One can't be permanently inside the digital world. At least I hope so! Yes, I want death to having been discovered in digital city simulations by the time I die. Am I asking too much?