Using LLMs makes you slowly arch your back backward until your head reaches your ass, and then you enter yourself, forming an ouroboros circle where you start living this grand illusion of thinking you're accomplishing something when, in fact, you're not accomplishing anything of real intrinsic value. You just become food for the machine.

Dangerous times, accelerated by AI. Money is the major driver. Overconsumption feeds the flames. And we've become an army of zombies.