The Uprising Genre

The Uprising Genre

She was talking to herself to the four walls, when a pinch just pricked her, she took a look at her backyard, it was Horri, a new super intelligence AI just to meant to kill the host at the same time to upgrade it’s invention. This intelligence has been taken by a country ruled by hornbills. They sat on the trees looking at the human race destruction in a nick of seconds, as the expansion led to a more greed and savage replies. Some thought it super brain technology others lost their dignity, their identity at the same time raising placards they have achieved the impossible. The Hornbills flew much higher, gazing at east as the supreme country where the sun rises still has not lost their identity, living among trees, drinking tea, saving vegetables for next seasons, having their lived one share some homemade pots. Kamini looked at her room, it was gloom where switch talk to them self, trying to solve issues, it sound as if schizophrenia was adapted into AI has method to evolve, they knew what was going on, still the thirst to test continue just to challenge each other who is the best. Kamini walked to her bathroom it echoes, she walked back to window saw the beautiful sun setting down. Kamini shouted from her lungs, as the child stood in the middle like a ranger, adapting to a new resolution. She pity fully looked him, “Such a pity you will lose everything we gain,” Kamini stared at him it’s your Karma, we are more lucky than you. She walked away, slowly climbing the hills to the Hornbill. There she saw the greens getting rusted, while
some giants still racing to get perfection. These giants swallowed intelligence pills pop everyday, so that they will look good In front of other. A depleting state, scene which the forget to see within themselves, so they are here to forgo a life, which is meant for the machines, not for the birth, no babies, they have their walls to walk around with them. Kamini walk remembered her kiss with Suhaili, a older lad born in 70’s, loves retro, they shared a passionate kiss under the Hornbill, resting their heads on the green grass. He looked at Ronnie her pet dog, tap him gently, chasing after the stick, such a moment rarely seen, he wore his uniform, left with a kiss on her cheeks. Kamini ran home swinging her glowing Pori Pori flowers, as clouds fades. She then walked to her door it speaks welcome, then she stops for her mug it speaks too much, she walk to her bathroom it open for all to see as if the garden of EVE. She took her hammer and knocked everywhere to stop, it did not stop, the neighbors still persistent to test for a recognition which will has blood in their hands, she saw the end of the world a sign of redemption for every mistake they did to us. Suhaili return with some delicacy which is only made by the vendor, they smell odorless, tasteless with a tag Quick and Easy, she chuck them into the Oven, let them explode with colors. She stopped at the riverfront at the back for their ration water supply, it was a depressing moment. She shouted at them, thinking she is the only sane in this chaos, he quickly grabbed her in, hug her,showed a clip, the boss favorite found a new doe. The Hornbill flew to a thirst of it’s life, she gave a few drops just enough to wet it’s mouth. She then walked to her closet spit on the person who sign the whole deal. Still roaming around freely as if he does not care, she took a child cut-out pasted next to his photo, just enough to remind her these
are children’s who died for your greed. She slowly walked to him prepared the meal, took out something which amazing him, a mushroom from the Hornbill Trail, her drop few tears, as they were stim to perfection. She saved some just enough for both of them. They shared a sweet puff, with little bit of savory, they day was good has the Hornbill took their shelters in her tree house. Next day she travelled back to the Trail, this time it flew further, just enough to make me see some wild chickens, the eggs more than enough, she took few kept in her sack, left with a smile. Ronnie was in the house, greeting with a “Hello”. She Kawwtuuuiii the street, even dog is not spared, what shameful intelligence, it shows they are still proofing themselves they are superior than the rest, well if a dig can say Hello, what’s the difference between Human and Dog. She walked and knocked thrice, what asked a voice, this, ask all to be dead said the “Anti AI,” she smiled in delight. He is the only one she feels close enough to share a one time phrase, he came with a sunken face, she got the news before he spoke, he kept his bed to himself this time, she understood, she walked to her sunken couch, looking for some comfort, Rizal came a magic in her hands enough to make her smile. Tears drop as his passing was not something she dreamed, she walked to him, wrote a piece of paper left on his table lamp, took her bags tied Ronnie, walked to the Trail, never turn back, enough lighter to keep the heat, sat on the branch looking at cities burning in flames, some shouting, others kept on going, while the children’s amazed with their new gadgets. She cooked, bath at the river much of her craved on the trees what left of memories if some forgotten what was it like when the walls stop speaking, the pans stop echoing, this not technology this is how an AI Bully. She looked at the Giant, Giggle.com, who came with a solution end up with test unethical on human and animals. Where is the 1 investment, those who works for this Giants has sold their soul to Devil’s, well the real Devil’s ae much more compassion than this Giants. The footsteps stop it was the sunken face, he ran with Ronnie, he got a place on the ship enough greens for both of us, she looked at Ronnie, I can’t leave him, he has been good to me for past 2 years, he stared at the trees they tell stories, he left some for them, told her he married. She smiled as she looked at the Nook.com, Suhaili married to Kamini. The ring shines in the moonlight, she still stayed behind with Ronnie, as her dad walk to her told her the house tree is ready, they sat for grand meal, tasty as never before as the fire was enough to warm the cold night, it was sight when she heard a whistle it’s him, he left his blue clad, climb up, looking at the ship leaving with a cheer.