Automatonic core

The supreme priest entered the council’s chamber, but the decision was already made. All tasks, including art and design were delegated to the automatons by the council’s order. The priest was outraged for he argued that if we were to delegate all of our functions to the machine we would be phased out. We would become flesh parasites in a civilization that no longer belonged to us. The automaton would become the leading. No, the ONLY source of progress and innovation. This world we’ve created ourselves would be now owned by the unthinking hands of the machine. And so we would see ourselves transform into the automaton. But not a normal one, we would become an automaton animated by neuro-transmitters, an automaton of putrid flesh cursed to roam the earth with no purpose nor will to exist any longer. If we were to automate every single aspect of our lives then the automaton would become the person and the person the automaton.

But the Council did not listen to the priest. And thus because of their ignorance we would see our species become a writhing mass of useless, parasitic flesh. Our creations now owned us. We became pets to our own creations. And even such a description would be too flattering for us.

We were doomed from the start. God help us now.