AI Stratagem

In an era where artificial intelligence (AI ) can fetch and deliver beyond any observer’s keen, I’m daring to share this living experience.

It’s a hefty piece about me—with the hope that at least some of my own thinking comes through as the real me.

Here’s a map of the AI world I am carrying with me nowadays.

AI has been handed down to us as a sort of self reflective logic regulator and one must learn to engage with it selectively.

Today’s AI has taught me one thing for sure—learning which thoughts to engage in, and which ones to discard.

Furthermore, I have realized that not every thought needs a spotlight. While engaging with AI ,sometimes, my brain 🧠 isn’t able to tell the difference between real and imagined, instantly. Some visualizations activate the same areas of the brain ,as though,one is actually experiencing it.

So imagining to do or not doing something can come off as a rehearsal. A sort of a prelude to sitting with the familiar, as though, limitless optimism is being provided by such a commonality.

However, in all these simulations, AI is also fast expanding and forward moving towards counter-factual logics—which, in turn,could lead to uncalled provocations. And to that, pruning apart such frontline extremes ( mixed up in complex amalgams,) requires dynamic repurposing.

It’s like the good and bad constructing itself for that “wholesomeness,” to flourish and blossom in that effect for that real to emerge.

So bearing in mind sustainability aspects, one c’d wonder whether the impact of AI will be eventually regenerative or is there a possibility of “brinks,” appearing out of nowhere. I have no idea 🤷‍♀️.

For now, I am positioning positively towards AI and jump starting journey with resilience and self trust to handle any negative proclivities emerging out of it.

That said, @ AI : It’s a prompt, more like a placeholder that I visit, every now and then, to follow through its suggestions for a better vision, as it seems.

But prompting isn’t about lolligagging. I get that !

I know, AI has been handed down to us as a self reflective august company. But to understand myself through the lens of the AI is like viewing self through the real and the unreal .

All this alliance with the AI world has definitely brought in a shift in my psyche.

Nowadays, AI is being brought to light in every which way to represent anything and everything as a possibility of a constructive company. This aspect of AI world—more specifically—the one associated with psyche and private sphere, is proposing to subconsciously contribute towards a change in the thought constructs. However the emerging record of engagement with AI is subliminally reshaping the authorship of my spiritual autobiography with unusual words,ideas and occurrences. All this getting stitched to the fabric of life is a new form of awakening.

Of that unfolding, as and when, opening into a realm of mystery, and its presence ( imagery,) in the foreground definitely concerns me.

I say so because it’s about reshaping / reframing our primeval thoughts and making them conjoin in a self- contrived appropriation.

In that sense, AI adjuncts our own presence of mind and makes it go blindly with the other false feelings/ beliefs.

Will or Can AI create such a fan fellowship pledging allegiance towards it.

Basically, Can a false sense of “being,” casually be constructed in the context of AI. Can such higher appearances, grip us into believing in our alter-ego developed in such artificially contrived simulations. That, would be a complex situation for us . Innit ?

And living in such a difference between the real and the unreal might be like understanding a life without actually living in it. That indeed might seem mind boggling and enigmatic situation.

In relation to the AI world, those who know best and those who have come within the bouts of sponsoring their own thoughts (to feel free,) might, understand what I really mean.

Much to the appeal of AI ( artificial intelligence) encompassing our lives, it bids me to request this with most authenticity: Please 🙏 , let me be me!

To me, all these changes and the sudden nuances gathered in the name the name of AI seems like mapping the topology of my own “being,” within it.

It’s like experiencing a new way of thinking that belongs to the other worldly. And sometimes it’s like my own thoughts utter new realizations without having fully awakened in it. Thusly, what’s revealed or what’s concealed is actually a matter of our own mind’s feel of nearness or remoteness to the actual matter brought into openness. But ringing out loud motions and motivations with a voice instilled in artificial simulations, means much more than its utterance. Just imagine reaching for actualities and aiming through it all. Currently, it’s awkwardly embarrassing to reach out to the higher spirit in this manner.

To me clarity of truth requires much more than immediate grace granted by AI. Meaning—The way in which one oneself goes on to believe, live with it and then perhaps, move forward in such an ongoing circumstance, might influence at a subliminal level.

For example : the prompts we use to generate ideas and the way we enunciate —each text prompt to produce something —totally unimaginable, is totally intriguing me.

To me, it’s like preconceiving a thought but letting others think on our behalf to deliver a prototype (a bit similar to ours,) but not the same as the original idea. The question that arises from all this is: Are we prepared to handle everything and anything that’s thrown our way in terms of new awakenings. What sort of transformative realization would that be. A make beliefs of someone else’s ideas. What if such sincerely savage incongruities lead us into a prescience much ahead of our time. It would be more like bettering to get better— at nothing—much in advance of our time.

This to me feels like letting others rest upon my originality, influencing the very crux of the matter by either limiting it or by extending its natural effect, which , in turn, comes in the way of blossoming in its very own making or being. In that sense, can AI be considered as the future god or some sort of hegemonic regime that c’d play with our heart and soul.

So in ways isn’t that a sort of mind switch into matters that may or not matter to us .

So in that case : Should life be a conditional variable; a parameter of refining and defining things in such a coercive manner. Is there a possibility of some minds getting trapped in between the real thoughts and the unreal phenomena.

Fittingly then, What am I going to turn into after a while ?

And tell me —Who am I while uttering those realizations coming out of such timeless discoveries?

In redesigning and shaping histories such as these, am I to consider myself as a “Shape shifter.” Answer me please?!

In essence,” my thinking,” before the advent of AI era was like an “intimate belonging.” Personal thoughts and personal choices.

But now, it’s like a global phenomena. Its presence is telling, and its whereabouts seem to be wandering in the quagmire of corresponding rules, distances and correct timings. Ultimately the impinging question that graces my mind is: Am I going to morph into a species timelessly voicing its own make beliefs?!

And holding myself open to all these probabilities confuses me. It’s like my “being,” is being staged ( taking a stance,) to co-create and represent self within the “appeal,” of— that —other worldly. As if, my being c’d be collectively enforced to respond in a patterned manner within the context such a magical regime.

Luckily I am just an onlooker now and don’t consider AI as the only way to view things 🪄 🧙‍♀️.

But, out of this experience stems a sort of suggestive affectation, as though, I am making my way through my life’s work to invent something fictional and correspond it to a Verbless appeal.

For example, I am all up, sometimes imagining it as an annoyance to remember and other times trying to make sense of it—as in a verb, as though, naming the act of living thro’ its experience. To me, AI experience has been like telling the truth via an imagery —as, Verbless in time!

And that, seems like a profound shift.

I may be experiencing a profound change growing towards a newness where the soul is coming off unbound.

What this ongoing life brings to me as a whole is a mystery. There have been talks about souls subtleness and higher spirits. That grace is yet to be lived to be fully believed 😊

And that means, letting ourselves go authentic in a way that we appropriately reflect our own style to resist the appeal of those borrowed ideas. To that , I certainly insist on defining our own identities.

That’s why it is said: There’s a season for reason and timing is of essence especially when the clever thrills hold up distinction through all matters in all manner of ways.

Finally, thinking about my life’s learnings, ( as about all else via AI world,) is a thought which has literally grown out of my own “being,” and how I reach into it —most genuinely- truly empowers me. Perhaps, this was how it was meant to be. My fate and my Destiny !

From birth, I have felt buckle kneed from my own staggering thoughts.

That in which, revels a dwelling to retract the “real me,” from those who come into my life —particularly, as influencers. Now , this AI.

However, here’s how I define things out of the context of AI while holding accountable to the think-quest blown out of such a regime. I call it a scheme!

And, here in …

Awry is me. And askew is thee! Together we shall do better if we think of this as a jamboree😊

Then again, co-commonly conjoined and sometimes amply carried forward “alone,” these are the ways in which we have assail life.

Indeed, that certainly calls for qualities to deal with this world, regardless of swimming or sinking in it as some downtrodden pit.

Hugely crouched over AI tetra-shields, life can be as unpredictable as any other tectonic sheaths.

For that reason, I have always needed the near -perfect nuance of poetry in my speech. Here it is …

Verbless in time as in a plaintive muse,

Or to be twice born and seen as someone new

And as pointedly in terms of an eternal spruce

What’s in an evergreen, fading over edges, coming out of the woods ..Of souls ridden in reckless luge

Above all shades gliding o’er those eternal (unearthly)dues

Yes,as you and me race —incessantly thro’ n thro’ ;

To be graced or still yet, loved by the prodigal’s truth.

In such marshals of the ‘nature’s grove

Oft where unceasing fountains chute up to views

All set up in transparencies of both evil and good

In which reside —me and mine, and yea and you ;

all so mixed up in blended hues ...

for isn’t that the ultimate truth!

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O WINTERy lieu

A meaning that out grows through vestiges of time , or whatever it is, could there be a refuge in that AI fugue ?!

Having said all that ☝️ I am ardently thinking about the future of AI and how it might gradually shift our outlook.

Will AI turn into an epistemological nightmare ?! Or will it be like a Dystopian nightmare casted in AI?

And, along those lines— What about the Futuristic “beings.” Who are they going to be like ? Are they going to be a function of imagination or are they just a thought away …

Future : Will it be a function of mind as one steps into it freely ?!

Is the “future-me,” grow into something unimaginable especially transgressing through these fast changing time.

Whatever it is, in realizing the future effects of AI, I think of the following promptly.

What sort of a conscious mind will emerge in the future ?!

Is that why we are so true to our core?

Where will intelligence lie?

Will it lounge over subjective views ?

Or,

Will intelligence be ignorant —of what we are truly, and of that, which I must,now, elude truly ?!

And, amidst such a context of growing mind’s eye and to other elemental truths, might there be a top floor on highs with aerial views ?!

And as in lieu —where will all other elemental truths belie. So, if ever a circle gets narrower with perspectives unbeknownst to many —as in a void, that then— would be a world —certainly to be totally diffused, in all honesty.

And last but not the least, Will the future be a distraction into some other sovereign truth or will it bring in a dimensional shift into a collaborative fugue

…Either which way: Where will be the ultimate truth in all this? Will it be for you to peruse ; or is it for —each to his own, to be individually eschewed…

Your thoughts 💭?!

© ✍️ Madhu Goteti, November 19, 2025