Humanoid Botangelist

Do Teslas Dream? Do Teslas dream, of things unseen? Does your 3 insist, that that Y exists? When its stable mate, is your storage crate? Is the garbage bin, an X again? Or the heating duct, a Cybertruck? Does a weary auto-label, see autos in its stable? One more mirage, in your one car garage? Its invisible friend, is just pretend? Hey, Green the Only! Are our Teslas lonely? We need to find, what’s in their mind. Dr Know It All, please make the call. Is the FSD chip, looking for companionship? We may never know, save for Dojo. We’ll soon take backseats in our robo-taxis. So will this silicon stranger, put us all in danger? As it runs about, on another route. Looking for its soul-mate, just passed the next toll-gate. Its attention diverted, to thoughts more perverted? Will it stick to its scheme, as it starts to daydream? Should we take a strong stance, against this pending romance? Dread not this illusion, for it’s human delusion. One more deception, From human projection. This dry neural net, It’s clearly not wet. Nor even sentient, Despite human sentiment. We tend give intent, to things we invent. It’s pure paranoia, borne of pareidolia Our gift of abstraction, is behind this distraction. When we can’t comprehend, our souls we will lend. To objects inert, nor even alert. Don’t ascribe intelligence, to mechanical elegance. It can’t have a thought, it’s only a bot! We worry for naught, of an AI on-slaught! Fear not what your taught. Or ids that are bought. Because Teslas Dream, is only a meme. © 2022 by Humanity (Created on Earth by a human, not ChatGPT)

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