Welcome to Wonderland

Richard

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Infinite worlds to explore, uniquely designed
"We had schedules carved in stone, commercials we couldn't skip
With thought-controlled intensity, emotions burning higher
"But now your thoughts control the plot?" he gasps in sheer dismay
He speaks of binge-watching nights, when AI picks went astray
Pixels dance at my command, as reality and dreams meld
Dad recalls the streaming wars, apps for every show
AI and human spirits, together we strive
We've pushed past the limits of our wildest dreams
Tells of analogue days now past, of TV's fuzzy static blips
When every experience is unique, no water cooler talk
In my hand, a world unfolds, a million stories untold
Have we gained a universe, but lost our shared walk?
In this collaborative dance, created at speed
My mood shapes every twist and turn, each character's desire
I dive into my mindscape, where AI paints the scene
Holographic actors spring, from AI's vast mind
To find meaning in the chaos, connections intertwined
I script my own adventure, or let AI take the lead
But in this sea of endless ways, I'll show you something new
AI and human minds, creatively thrive
I've heard tales of simpler days, when choices were so few
Grandma clicks her neural link, a sigh escapes her lips
Welcome to Wonderland, where dreams come alive
The future of fun, redefined
Yet in this sea of endless choice, we sometimes feel adrift
The future of entertainment, forever redefined
Seeking balance in the wonder, as dimensions shift
One screen to gather 'round," she says, "a shared viewing trip"
"We thought we had it all," he laughs, "if only we could know"
From tactile VR to scent-infused scenes
But sometimes I wonder, in this tailored paradise
Indistinguishable from the real, their performances refined
If we've lost the common ground, a cultural sacrifice
In this new Wonderland, where all dreams come alive
A story crafted just for me, on my neuronal screen