I was walking home through Town Square the other night, when I stopped in my tracks. A billboard of an advertisement caught my attention and as I gaped at the image of the model holding skin care cream, I felt my heart skin into my stomach. The female model was me! Well…she looked like me….
I know this idea might sound crazy, but I believe machines will rise up against humans except for the innocent.
Let’s face the truth. Only when you’re gone will you ever be appreciated. As of right now, you’re like the rest of us. But at least you’re not alone. There are billions of creators like you waiting to get that chance to climb out of the barrel. Rest assure, you’re not alone walking this long…
