about the lobster magician.

knew it, I was back at the parade, and someone pointed out an AI-generated Coca-Cola ad. It felt out of place, like it didn’t belong there. Finally, I was sitting at a café. A waiter brought me an AI-generated menu. I sighed, feeling exhausted by everything. I woke up shortly after, still thinking

on stage, not singing, just staring at a blank screen. People around me were scrolling through their phones, ignoring him. Then, I was in a lab, staring at a poster titled "Medical Fymblal." The images made no sense; they looked like scribbles. I scratched my head, wondering if it was real. Before I

magician. I laughed, but no one else seemed to care. Suddenly, I was in an office, and a voice said, "Copilot is now 'the computer you can talk to'." I nodded, unsure what that meant, while a group of people argued about AI taking over jobs. Next, I found myself at a concert. Brandon Sanderson was

I had the strangest dream. I was in a store called "1 Tol Line," but there were no products on the shelves. Just empty space and strange sounds, like someone trying to tune a radio. I felt confused. Then, I was outside, watching a parade. A giant floating lobster passed by. It was dressed like a