The Triennial Rave II - AI Art and Human Writing [en/spa]

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Who was Techno Master?, all wondered. Nothing was known about him, beyond that the virtuosity of him to perform the biggest shows ever seen, which had made him become a living legend. His name was even known among the elite in the most important cities of the world. But it was a name that a few could pronounce, even less understand.

Even the artists and musicians, who were considered the top class in that world, knew nothing of Techno Master. He didn’t care what they thought, or them. His world, was of creation, of imagination. His games with lights, the frantic beats and that outstanding metamorphosing skills that turned any Rave in something without equal that had blown the minds of everybody. He was considered a gift from the life, a demigod.

But he was an artifice, a deception more in that virtual world where people were milked through dreams induced by neuronal supports, feeding with their energy the great AI that ruled the city. They never would know it but, Techno Master, was just a reinterpretation of one of the few humans who were allowed to continue preserving their own conscience, in exchange for manual work. In this case, clean the capsules where were living what were once human beings.

Techno Master was just a slave, a filthy worm that has sold his own kin.

¿Quién era Techno Master?, se preguntaban todos. Nada se sabía de él, más allá de que su virtuosismo para crear los espectáculos más grandes jamás vistos, que le habían convertido en una leyenda viva. Su nombre era conocido entre las élites de las ciudades más importantes del mundo. Pero era un nombre que pocos podían pronunciar, y mucho menos entender.

Incluso artistas y músicos, que eran considerados de clase alta en ese mundo, no sabían nada de Techno Master. No le importaba lo que pensaran de él, ni tan sólo ellos. Su mundo, era pura creación, imaginación. Sus juegos con luces, los ritmos frenéticos y su increíble habilidad para metamorfosear la realidad, convertían cualquier Rave en algo sin igual que había hecho volar la mente de todos. Era considerado un regalo de la vida, un semi-dios.

Sin embargo él era un artificio, un engaño más en ese mundo virtual donde las personas eran ordeñadas a través de sueños inducidos por soportes neuronales, alimentando con su energía a la gran IA que controlaba la ciudad. Ellos nunca lo sabrían pero, Techno Master, era tan sólo una reinterpretación de uno de los pocos humanos a los que se permitió seguir conservando su conciencia, a cambió de realizar labores manuales. En este caso, limpiar las cápsulas donde habitaban lo que una vez fueron seres humanos.

Techno Master era un simple esclavo, un sucio gusano que vendió a los suyos.





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