I try to fight these feelings for those who are still around, but then I become dependent on those people, and any absence stops the ability to keep moving forward with my story, which only begins a new spiral, of feeling unfulfilled. The mind of this storyteller is a terrible, painful place.

I long and hope for an era where profit is no longer a motivation. I want more people to create in order to create, to help each other, to uplift and strengthen our connections as the Human race. I want the innovation of AI to lead to the expansion of creativity, not the exploitation of it.

For the record, my stuff isn't metaverse.