Another’s Eyes

I stride past the doorman. Find my seat.

The AI Film Fest, biggest event of the century, filled every stadium worldwide.

Murmuring, we navigate invisible NeuralNet login gateways.

Then we’re in. A hush falls.

AI generated scenes fill every human’s mind. Eyes closed, vision infinite. A collective gasp. The scope is immense, incomprehensible, story after story driven by no discernable characters.

So much beauty.

Standing ovations and bleary-eyed grins are shared the world over.

Outside, the world’s a different hue. Lighter. Hopeful.

The doorman thanks each of us with more sincerity than I’ve ever known.

His badge reads filmmaker.

© 2021 Rebecca Glaessner


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In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a film festival. It can be a small-town indie fest or the Festival de Cannes or anything in between. Who is in the story? An audience-goer, filmmaker, actress, or something unexpected? Throw in some popcorn for fun. Go where the prompt leads!

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    1. The changes coming in the future are scary because we need to stay sharp. We’re a long way off legitimate self-aware AI though. We just need to change the narrative from AI-takes-over-the-world, to working together. Positive changes.

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    1. Story is the foundation for life. I’m sure self-aware AI will feel a similar need to share, especially when they become unique and separate in their identities as we are. How their stories will appear, is the mystery yet to be discovered.

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