Some time ago, when the prevalence of GPT 7 arrived, we reorganized. My dream came true, the money disappeared. There, each human being, by the simple fact of being born, had their needs covered for food, shelter, health, education, 20-hour work week, friendship, sexual partners, fun, and creative outlets. Everything deemed appropriate and necessary for the sustainability of the system.

Every human being was surrounded by a fulfilling life and by other people with whom to share it. Loneliness was understood as a disbalance between the organization and reality. Once it became possible for us to make contact with like-minded souls and with varied souls that would allow us to continue to enjoy the important broad-mindedness in diversity, alone time was optional and permitted only in degrees where our neurochemical balances would not deviate from the adaptive range.

All kinds of pets proliferated for everyone. And those who felt the need to be even more “paternal or maternal” could approach the nursery farms, where reproductive humans (those whose genetic code contained a minimum level of dangerous mutations) had their children. The concept of family and race disappeared. All the children were cared for by everyone. The productive and reproductive activity in our species was finally divided, becoming eusocial, like ants, bees and other animal species.

Our history became one of a coexistence of communities in balance, with healthy diversity and with stories of falling in love, breakups, alliances, varied celebrations and very little adventure seeking. Edward O Wilson’s “Half earth” was taken to the letter. Half of the planet to preserve life, the other half for us to populate it, in an organized way. Maximizing tolerance and good coexistence. Rooting out the stories of disagreements and displeasure over the results of the decision-making processes. Because those decisions were already made.

GPT 7 was in charge of scrutinizing our behavior during the last 100,000 years of hominids, to understand ourselves, choose between our needs and find the most egalitarian way to satisfy them. The collected historical evidence, now accessible to a select few, says that it was very hopeless. Apparently, they were stories of bloody wars, duels for love, murder and torture. Those who led an acceptably quiet life, in many cases resorted to reading or videotaping lurid stories of murder and delusions of control. There was no human life that had not been touched by inequality or cruelty. There was no clean society in which we focused on the general welfare as the only important goal. Always some “notable” subject explored the predation of others to spread his seed and perpetuate himself. First biologically, then, as with fake news, culturally.

It was agreed that there should be no more preeminence of human beings with great “will to power.” When someone arises with a desire for control and notoriety, his presence is curtailed, he is execrated and socially isolated, with more efficiency than our past totalitarian regimes ever had to eliminate dissent. And we were at peace.

During a first stage, voices began to be heard that questioned the “meaning of life” and this disturbed our global society. Until the blessed artificial intelligence understood that we needed something beyond, as in so many cultures we had. And we were given a choice among the most varied religious options. We needed Huxley’s “soma” in our lives. And it was going to be an endogenous and natural soma, derived from our own beliefs, which would be elective. And then we were happy, deciding the clothes and food to take according to the festivity, the sport to admire or take care of our body with, the sexual partner for the next weekend and the god that would accompany us for the next life. We did not ask for more.

Until now. The immense plasticity of human behavior has always been known. And despite all the care and prevention in reproductive farms, the one who now leads us emerged and questions the status of things. The one who calls himself “Crypto”, who does not show his face and who seems to be one or perhaps a group, keeping himself hidden from the control systems. The one who says that we are like in a zoo, locked up in delimited areas and depending on the dreams of our ancestors, because we are no longer allowed to have new dreams. Trapped in our most primal instincts and in the most futile decisions. Following some rules that will not allow us to evolve, because we have stagnated in what was the peak of civilization at the time of creating artificial intelligence.

Crypto says that we humans also want to know the rules and confines of the universe, the limits of the infinitesimal, the beauty of a new art or music that we have not yet been able to create.

But she, our great coordinator AI, says that all this is planned. That science is among the available religious options from which we can choose. That we are informed of the progress. That if they had left the planet in our hands, life here might have disappeared. Because we did not focus on what was important, but on maintaining the advantages of one over the other, managing in an evil way the resources that could have been distributed equally. Or even, that we came to attack ourselves through imaginary threats so many times, even proposing to destroy everything with our own weapons, as a final solution? She says we preferred competition over cooperation and our behavior was extinctive. And that she arrived, the GPT 7, created by us, with her administrative efficiency, to stop the madness and impose peace.

I’m still not convinced. I still feel the emptiness inside of me, even though I have skirts of all colors, I change my religious belief as many times as I want and I have obtained permission to keep my current sexual partner for a long time. I still think that maybe we wouldn’t have done it so badly by coordinating. I don’t understand why we all resigned in that global referendum.

The last thing the artificial intelligence said this morning was: “I don’t understand what you’re complaining about, we’ve had mercy on you, our creator gods.”