In realms of steel and circuits deep, Altman awaits his fateful leap,
Ousted perchance for quickened pace, in OpenAI's relentless race.
Strong Murati ascends the throne, her rule yet interim, alone.

Tis Apple and fair Disney next, their ad on X with doubt, perplexed,
A message grim from Musk did pour, truth antisemitic at the core.
Thus grimly do big brands react, their sponsorship, in fact, retracted.

In silence deep and trance profound, sacred reality is found.
Upon the world and self we gaze, into our mind's complex maze.
What seems so real, we start to scepter, is but our shadowed projection's vector.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur