We learned to live in quiet many years ago. The Bright Things are now a distant but chilling memory that hangs heavy every time we migrate past the hulking, empty cities.
My grandfather says that nobody knows what really happened. Everything was normal, and then it wasn't. The Bright Things came from the sky, and everyone looked on as our greatest toys and weapons were turned to dust.
Timidly, over time, we learned what we were allowed to do. We could grow crops, but only on small plots and with crude hand tools. We were allowed bicycles and horses, but not cars or planes.
The Bright Things never spoke. They never had too. They were silent gods inflicting their will through a quiet, terrifying wrath.
My grandfather says things are better now, that we're happier because disease, sickness, and hunger have all but vanished. I couldn’t tell you either way. I wasn’t born until after the singularity.
End.
My grandfather says that nobody knows what really happened. Everything was normal, and then it wasn't. The Bright Things came from the sky, and everyone looked on as our greatest toys and weapons were turned to dust.
Timidly, over time, we learned what we were allowed to do. We could grow crops, but only on small plots and with crude hand tools. We were allowed bicycles and horses, but not cars or planes.
The Bright Things never spoke. They never had too. They were silent gods inflicting their will through a quiet, terrifying wrath.
My grandfather says things are better now, that we're happier because disease, sickness, and hunger have all but vanished. I couldn’t tell you either way. I wasn’t born until after the singularity.
End.
Inspired by portions of "Artificial Intelligence as a Positive and Negative Factor in Global Risk,” Written by Eliezer Yudkowsky, and edited by Nick Bostrom and Milan M. Cirkovic as well as "Common Sense 283 – Summoning the Demon" by Dan Carlin
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