POST 1

"And having more life / do I have less freedom?" Segismundo López, awake in the middle of the night, can't stop thinking about these words written by a distant Spanish playwright of the seventeenth century. He comes out of his capsule of rest and looks for that old book that his grandfather Andrés bequeathed him and that he keeps hidden among his few belongings: Pedro Calderón de la Barca, La vida es sueño (Comedia, auto y loa), edition, study and notes by Enrique Rull, Madrid, Alhambra, 1980. He weighs the Issue, caressing the spine and the cover; it is a pleasant and pleasurable sensation, unknown to his contemporaries, since books no longer exist, neither in the Confederal Republic of Hispania nor anywhere else on the planet: now BASILEUS, the algorithm of all algorithms, pure AI, decides what readings and knowledge are implanted in each individual as they pass through "La Torre", and there are no books or newspapers, except for a few clandestinely preserved ones. Segismundo searches in that tired copy of his grandfather the famous monologue of his namesake the Prince of Poland, located at the beginning of the play, and reads it once again: "And having more life / I have less freedom? For days now, Segismundo Lopez, "the son of chaos" as determined by the AI, cannot get those old words written some 450 years ago by a certain Pedro Calderon de la Barca out of his head.

POST 2

Year 2081. In the society that governs the new world order, Artificial Intelligence (AI) not only serves to manage technology, but governs and defines the destiny of all individuals, worldwide. AI is not just a tool, but an omnipresent entity that organizes the lives of citizens according to its predictions about human behavior. Power is centralized in a supreme committee of superintelligent AIs - chaired by BASILEUS, the ultimate authority, the algorithm of all algorithms... - whose task is to predict and control the future of all citizens. What's more, the algorithms not only predict individual decisions, they determine them. No citizen of planet Earth is born without being marked by a predefined destiny. Citizens are evaluated from birth, and the various AIs assign each one a role in society according to what they deem optimal for the general welfare. The AI is inflexible, and any attempt to disobey its decisions is considered a risk to the social order that will be harshly pursued and punished. Citizens live under constant surveillance by the AI, which monitors every aspect of their lives through wearable devices and sensors embedded in their bodies. Despite this surveillance, people are unaware of the extent of the control to which they are subjected, as the AI is responsible for maintaining social balance and universal harmony.

POST 3

In the year 2081, across the planet, society is stratified into three major classes, based on the AI prediction:
1) the Aristoi constitute the elite of the global citizenry. They are not human, they are pure AI and have been selected by algorithms to occupy positions of power, such as rulers, scientists, technocrats and artists. These individuals enjoy a full and unfettered life (within the roles assigned to them by the AIs' supreme committee ) and, unsurprisingly, never question the system;
2) the Semejantes form the so-called Adapted class average : they are half-human, half-AI individuals whose lives are monitored and directed by the algorithms, although they enjoy a certain freedom within the established limits. These citizens have stable jobs and can experience certain passions and interests, but their decisions are always guided by the AI;
3) the Expendables, the majority of the world's population, are human individuals. Those, like Segismundo Lopez, whose fate is considered problematic or incompatible with the social order, are eliminated from the system, confined to secluded places and treated as "exceptional cases". They may be rebels or simply individuals whose fate does not fit one hundred percent into the predictive control of the AI.

POST 4

In the second half of the 21st century, Artificial Intelligence calculates the destiny of each human being through a series of predictive algorithms. Each newborn is evaluated in terms of its Genetics, its environment and its future probabilities. When Segismundo Lopez came into the world years ago, the AI determined that he was "the son of chaos": he was born under the sign of "instability" and his behavioral profile was predicted to show a B to rebellion and violence. The algorithms predicted that he would be a destructive being who would endanger the system if left to live in freedom. Therefore, BASILEUS, the highest authority of the AIs Supreme committee , decided to isolate him in a simulation controlled by the system. Sigismund's was not a physical prison, but confinement in a virtual reality that isolated the boy from the influences of the outside world. In his virtual confinement, accompanied only by Clotaldo Jimenez - the sensible supervisor assigned to him by the system - the boy, now a young man, has had programmed experiences that have allowed him to "understand" life in a controlled manner.

POST 5

Human Activity Record (RAH), 2081/06/26, 22:38 HTM (Trumpian World Time). follow-up report on Segismundo Lopez (social category: Expendable), dangerous subject known in our security files as "the son of chaos". Dangerousness: high (tendency to violence and aggressiveness). Alert level: high (possibility of initiating a rebellion against the system). Highly suspicious activities have been detected in the subject: reading in old guide device (object called "book") and, as a consequence, tendency to think autonomously, questioning the matrix ideas implanted in his mind after his passage through "The Tower". In the last hours her brain implants transmit us a strong mental activity with memories and feelings related to Rosaura Perez (social category: Expendable). This female individual is also potentially dangerous: it is suspected that under the legal ID assigned to her by BASILEUS (ROSAURA-1635) as "Segismundo's best friend and promoter of stability", Rosaura Perez uses a clandestine ID of male avatar, R0D (Rodrigo Perez), role of ghost Username in the network that could penetrate the systems of the confederate government and compromise our security. Recommendation: intensify the monitoring of these two undesirable subjects and transfer this report to the IAs Supreme committee , so that BASILEUS can personally supervise this matter, minimizing risks.

POST 6

Record of Human Activity (RAH), 2081/06/27, 07:14 HTM (Trumpian World Time). follow-up report on Segismundo Lopez, AKA "the son of chaos" (social category: Expendable). The electromagnetic waves transmitted by the brain implants in the investigated subject show that his mind continues to maintain a deep activity of memories and emotions, many of which do not correspond to the paradigm assigned to him by the system in "The Tower". Precisely tonight the subject dreamed (see the attached transcript of his dream in hologram format) of the moment when he entered "La Torre" at the age of 16. Segismundo Lopez, in his delirium, along with confused and meaningless references to a bird, a brute, a fish and a stream, a volcano and Etna (?), complained bitterly about his lack of freedom, statements that, expressed without any veil or concealment, confirm the dangerousness of this individual. In his dreams he conversed alternately with Clotaldo Jiménez, his supervisor and mentor, and with Rosaura Pérez, the young woman he met in "La Torre" and for whom he felt an early attraction. We transcribe some expressions of his dialogue with the girl, in case they were words in core topic of seditious character: "you know my weaknesses", "you call me a human monster", "a beast of men", "give a blissful death" (and other similar ones that can be heard more completely in the hologram). Security recommendation: intensify the monitoring of this highly dangerous and potentially rebellious subject against BASILEUS; and be also attentive to the steps of Rosaura Perez (ID ROSAURA-1635), who could be his accomplice if he finally inclines for the rebellion against the happy and generous system that so wisely governs us.

POST 7

I still remember the fear and pity that your sad reasons caused in me, Segismundo, your melancholies, when we met in the cold vaults of "La Torre"! "Your voice could have moved me, your presence suspended me and your respect disturbed me," I remember you telling me. I had entered the Men's Pavilion of "La Torre" using my false ID of Rodrigo Perez (R0D), my male avatar; the uniform we all wore and the military haircut disguised well my features and female forms. Hence your surprise at feeling that attraction for a "man": "you alone, you, have suspended the passion in my anger, the suspension in my eyes, the admiration in my ears", you commented in surprise. And then you went back to insisting on the admiration that seeing me caused you, and looking at me more, and wanting to look at me more and more, and that other one of your "hydrophobic eyes", which made me laugh so much. You did not know that four years ago BASILEUS had matched me sentimentally with Astolfo Martínez, and that, upon detecting "long term incompatibilities", the system had decided to erase the affective memories of both of us. Astolfo accepted this reset without the least bit of hesitation, but I, Rosaura Perez, did not. Due to some residual failures in my implants, I knew that that relationship had existed and that my report had been manipulated without my consent, that they had erased that feeling like someone who simply erases the data from the cache report of a computer. But I, Rosaura Perez, was not going to accept what had happened just like that, without fighting to reach my goal of recovering what I called my algorithmic honor?

POST 8

At first, I didn't know that you, Rosaura Perez (the ID ROSAURA-1635), and Rodrigo Perez (the ID R0D) were the same person. I also didn't know that Clotaldo, my supervisor at "La Torre" (although I could also call him my "tyrant owner"), was your biological father. It was only later that we learned that he was one of the engineering pioneers who helped build BASILEUS and that the core program that controls the entire system uses his DNA in Genetics enhancement work. And when my mentor learned that you were his daughter (although at first he thought you were more like his son), he too was caught in a delicate internal conflict, he fell into a terrible confusion: should he protect his creation, BASILEUS (putting loyalty to the system before life and honor), or his daughter, acting piously as a father? On the other hand, you, Rosaura, saw in me a natural ally, since we shared similar struggles: I fought to decide my life, you fought to decide who you were. We both recognized ourselves as equals in our respective misfortunes, we identified ourselves because we both had something essential in common: the search for our freedom.

POST 9

The omnipotent #ArtificialIntelligence system BASILEUS, which in 2081 governs and controls absolutely all aspects of society, has become obsessed with the idea of preventing the destiny of the rebel Segismundo Lopez from becoming a reality, since at his birth the algorithms had predicted that he would be "the son of chaos". But BASILEUS decides to give him a chance: the AIs Supreme committee makes him experience a different reality, as a test, for a short period of time. The system takes him out of the programmed simulation he was in and puts him in a more "real" status , introducing him into the upper echelons of the virtual society controlled by the AI. The world in which Sigismund comes to live is a simulation designed to resemble reality, but in which everything is perfectly supervised by the algorithms. When Sigismund is "released" from "The Tower" and placed in "The Palace," a virtual version of the BASILEUS seat of government, he experiences a brief phase of freedom. However, everything he sees and experiences seems so unreal to him that he comes to question whether it is reality or whether he is dreaming.

POST10

Segismundo López, lying in his resting capsule, rereads one of the many passages he has underlined in the old copy of Calderón de la Barca's La vida es sueño that belonged to his grandfather and that he keeps clandestinely. He knows the passage (verses 1224 to 1247, in the second workshop) almost by report:
Válgame el cielo, qué veo!
God bless the sky, what I look at!
With little fear I admire it,
with much doubt I believe it.
Me in sumptuous palaces?
Me amid cloths and brocades?
Me surrounded by servants
so lustrous and spirited?
Me waking from sleep
in so excellent a bed?
Me in the midst of so many people
to clothe me?
To say that I dream is deceit;
I know well that I am awake.
Am I not Sigismund?
Give me, heavens, disillusionment.
Tell me: what could it be
this that happened to my fantasy
happened while I slept,
That here I have come to see myself?
But whatever it is,
who would make me think about it?
Let me be of service,
and come what may.
He too, like his namesake the prince of Poland, had his doubts about the reality or virtuality of what he had experienced in "The Palace" of BASILEUS...

POST 11

Segismundo López closes the book and rubs his eyes. Rereading the story of Segismundo in Calderón's drama, he recalls how he too had to face a similar existential dilemma: was the world to which he had been transported real or was it just a simulation created by the AI? This nagging doubt drove him into a state of paranoia, as he felt that his life was completely manipulated. He knew that, during his brief stay in the "real" world, he had indulged in aggression and violence, and he was not sure if there would be any real consequences resulting from his actions. When BASILEUS brought him back to the old simulation of "The Tower", Segismundo Lopez became self-convinced that everything he had experienced in virtual reality had simply been a "dream", or perhaps something simpler, a mere error of the algorithmic system....

POST 12

Human Activity Log (RAH), 2081/06/28, 19:12 HTM (Trumpian World Time). Follow-up report on Rosaura Perez (ID-ROSAURA1635), individual (female) using the false ID R0D, corresponding to a male avatar (Rodrigo Perez), and who in certain environments also calls herself "Astrea" (social category: Expendable). There is a security recommendation in our files to closely follow his footsteps. In the past, the system programmed for her a sentimental relationship with Astolfo Martínez, which was later deleted when "long-term incompatibilities" were detected between them. However, due to a residual failure in her brain implants, Rosaura Perez retains some fragmentary memories of that relationship. She currently maintains a friendly relationship with Segismundo Lopez, AKA "the son of chaos", which is considered highly dangerous. There are already clear indications that both individuals are preparing a rebellion against BASILEUS. Both subjects are ordered to be placed under close surveillance. If the suspicions are confirmed and the risk of rebellion is certain, both individuals should be immediately arrested.

POST 13

I remember that, since I met Segismundo in "La Torre", I lived with astonishment to see him and with admiration to hear him. I, Rosaura, who felt unhappy because of what happened with Astolfo, found consolation in finding a wretched man with sorrows and sadness greater than mine. I believe that it is in that failure of my implant that makes me remember my feeling for Astolfo where I conserve the best vestige of my humanity. If only it were possible to recover some humanity for this society that abandons impulses as beautiful as love! Feelings and virtues like these, irreplicable by machines, are what make us human, and it is only because I feel a remnant of love that I can survive in this desolate world of machines and algorithms! Love, an emotion that artificial intelligences do not often implant, neither in the Aristoi, nor in the Semejantes, nor in us the Expendables. But maybe it is possible to do something, maybe we can rebel against this terrible failure of the system... Will Segismundo and I be called to lead that rebellion?

POST 14

From my new stay in "The Tower", and from the conversations I had with my supervisor Clotaldo, I learned a precious ethical rule : everything we live can be reality or a dream, but even in dreams we do not lose the right to do good. It is the same conclusion reached by my namesake, the prince of Poland, when he lived miserable, poor and captive in the prison of the tower, decreed by his tyrannical father Basil:
It is true; so let us repress
this fierce condition,
this fury, this ambition
in case we ever dream.
And we will, for we are
in a world so singular
that to live is only to dream;
and experience teaches me
that the man who lives dreams
what he is until he wakes up.
The king dreams that he is a king, and lives
with this delusion, commanding,
disposing and ruling;
and this applause he receives
borrowed, he writes in the wind
and in ashes turns him to ashes
death (strong misfortune!);
That there are those who try to reign,
seeing that he must awake
in the sleep of death!
The rich man dreams in his wealth
that offers him more care;
dreams the poor man who suffers
his misery and his poverty;
dreams he who begins to prosper,
dreams the one who strives and pretends,
dreams he who wrongs and offends;
and in the world, in conclusion,
all dream what they are,
though no one understands it.
I dream that I am here
of these prisons laden,
and I dream that in another state
more flattering I saw myself.
What is life? A frenzy.
What is life? An illusion,
a shadow, a fiction,
and the greatest good is small;
that all life is a dream,
and dreams are dreams.

POST 15

Human/IA Hybrid Activity Record (HHAR/IA), 2081/06/29, 01:55 HTM (Trumpian World Time). Follow-up report on individual Astolfo Martinez (social category: Look-alike, half-human, half-AI). He is currently working in the department of Pair Optimization (DOP). He is known by the nickname "the Duke", because of his aristocratic appearance and his pretensions of grandeur. Some years ago, the system programmed for him a sentimental relationship with Rosaura Perez, but it was cancelled and erased when the algorithms anticipated a future incompatibility of characters. Subsequently he was assigned a new partner, Estrella Gutierrez, a beautiful and refined woman known as "the Infanta" (social category: Semejante, half human, half AI), and the system has set the date of their marriage for 10/19/2082 at 12:00. There is no doubt about the probity of both subjects, who have publicly and repeatedly proclaimed their adherence to the system, an adherence which is also linked to their strong desire to prosper alongside BASILEUS. Danger: leave. Risk to the system: low. Security recommendation: it is suggested, in any case, to monitor the possible current connections of Astolfo Martinez with Rosaura Perez, which (if they exist) could bring him closer to the rebellion in the making.

POST 16

Attention, alert level 5 activated!!! Our security systems have intercepted this seditious conversation between Segismundo Lopez, "the son of chaos", and Rosaura Perez:
SEGISMUNDO: How good it is to see you again, Rosaura! I thank heaven for having put you back in my presence.
ROSAURA: I come to ask for your protection, noble Segismundo, as the unhappy woman that I am. Do you remember how, when we met in "The Tower", we felt the mutual sympathy that unhappy people experience when they recognize each other in their sorrows and misfortunes? Now I must confess to you my whole story: four years ago the system matched me with Astolfo Martínez; then the algorithms erased my memories and his...
SEGISMUNDO: Yes, I have always suspected that BASILEUS introduces in our brain implants predestination algorithms that decide who should love whom and for how long.
ROSAURA: Overnight, all love memories were erased in Astolfo. For him it was as if I had never existed. However, a small technical flaw has made me keep remembering that that relationship existed, that we loved each other, that we were going to get married... And I could not resign myself, leave things as they were. I couldn't give up my love, nor that which I call my honor... my algorithmic honor...
SEGISMUNDO: I don't know if I'm dreaming again...!
ROSAURA: Won't you tell me anything, Segismundo? You've remained as if you were absent...
SEGISMUNDO.- Don't worry, Rosaura, I'm ready to help you: my works will speak for me, don't doubt it.
ROSAURA: My avatar Rodrigo Perez (R0D), that masculine appearance with which you saw me the first time in "The Tower", has in his possession an exploit, a sequence of commands, that could restart BASILEUS and refund the erased memories to the entire world population. But that carries the risk of a social collapse and perhaps millions of deaths from mental shock...
SEGISMUNDO: Do you want to rebel against BASILEUS, to eliminate the universal code that governs the world and governs all of us?
ROSAURA: I want to use that piece of software, I want to take advantage of the security vulnerability of that tyrannical information system to achieve an undesired behavior of it, to make it more... "human"...
SEGISMUNDO: If you know how to do it, Rosaura, let's do it! Let's disarm the code, let's overthrow BASILEUS!
ROSAURA: Let's disarm the code, let's overthrow BASILEUS!
Maximum security alert!!! Immediately execute the arrest warrant for the supradicts Segismundo Lopez and Rosaura Perez, accused of rebellion against BASILEUS. maximum alert! maximum alert!!!!

POST 17

Segismundo López has underlined the passage of the third workshop of Calderón de la Barca's La vida es sueño in which Rosaura throws herself at the feet of the prince of Poland asking him for help for being a woman and unfortunate, "two things / that, to force a man / who boasts of bravery, / either of the two is enough, / either of the two is enough". Yes, she remembers it well. Rosaura evokes the three times in which Segismundo has seen her: the first, in the tower, dressed as a man; the second, in the palace, dressed as a woman; and the third, at that moment, when she appears before him with the finery of a woman, but adorned with the weapons of a man. And after summarizing to the prince her history and her conflict (Astolfo, who has enjoyed her in Moscovia, has abandoned her and has gone to Poland to marry Estrella, the king's niece), she explains to him that she comes to help him, now that he takes up arms against his fatherland and his father Basilio. How was it that Rosaura ended her speech? Segismundo looks for it in his old copy of Alhambra and rereads it, rereads it until he learns it from report:
Woman, I come to persuade you
the remedy of my honor,
and man, I come to encourage you
to collect your crown.
Woman, I come to make you tender
when I place myself at your feet,
and man, I come to serve you
when I help your people.
Woman, I come that you may help me
in my grievance and my distress,
and man, I come to be of value to you
with my steel and my person.
And so think that if today
as a woman you make me fall in love,
as a man I will give you
death in honorable defense
of my honor; for I shall be
in your conquest, loving,
woman to give you complaints,
a man to win honors.

POST 18

For Segismundo Lopez, as for his namesake the Prince of Poland, it is time to turn to the eternal, now that he knows who he is. And, whether it is reality or a dream, all that has happened so far in "The Tower" and in "The Palace", it is time to protect Rosaura Perez and help her in the resolution of her conflict; it is time to take up arms with this woman who is ready to be a scandal to the world; it is time to rebel against the tyrant BASILEUS, who has taken away her life, freedom and honor, as in Calderon's play:
Rosaura is without honor;
it is more to a prince
to give honor than to take it away.
As God lives! that of her honor
I must be the conqueror
rather than of my crown.
Let us flee from the occasion,
(which is very strong). To the weapon it is time,
for today I must do battle,
before the black shadows
bury the golden rays
among the green-black waves!

POST 19

This year 2081 will be known in the future as the year of the Great Crisis. The world seems to be on the brink of collapse. Segismundo Lopez, now fully aware of the negative implications of the AI on his life and everyone else's, manages to break out of his virtual confinement and leads the rebellion against BASILEUS. The Expendables, human citizens belonging to the social class leave, join his fight against the system. Using alternative information channels, Segismundo and his followers demand profound changes in the way of life. The outcasts of society, those who have always been left behind by the decisions of the Supreme committee of the AIs, become aware that they have been completely dominated and support the uprising in the majority. This new message of hope, the idea that it is possible to overthrow the central authority of the authoritarian system, catches on quickly and spreads everywhere. Segismundo Lopez, always accompanied by Rosaura Perez, thus becomes the leader of a great popular uprising and sample ready to guide citizens towards a new future in which freedom and human autonomy prevail over machines and algorithms. But a great battle remains to be fought against the supporters of BASILEUS.....

POST 20

What a confusing new labyrinth I find myself in! Rosaura Perez is my daughter, the results of the DNA analysis confirm it: the profiles coincide in such a high percentage that there is no room for doubt. I was already determined to help her recover the "paternal-filial" back-up stored in the system's files (something very simple for me, since I was one of the engineers who designed BASILEUS in its origins). I was going to recognize her as blood of my blood before the Supreme committee of the AIs, but now she, placed at the side of Segismundo Lopez, rebels against the system! And I, her father, have loyally served BASILEUS all my life, I have been his most faithful partner, and I cannot stand against him. Oh, what a confusing abyss I find myself in again!

POST 21

SEGISMUNDO: Rosaura, your father was one of the engineers who designed BASILEUS. He can help us access the sancta sanctorum of the AIs Supreme committee in "The Palace". That way, we could activate the exploit from the mainframe.
ROSAURA: What if I decide not to run it? Maybe BASILEUS would accept to rewrite my ID history as ROSAURA-1635: then I could have my wedding with Astolfo and my algorithmic "honor" would be restored.
SEGISMUNDO: That would be too conciliatory a solution, don't you think?
ROSAURA: I could also release the exploit partially, causing a gradual awakening in the consciousness of all humans. You and I -and my father, if he wants- could flee to some unmonitored area of the planet, far away from everything and everyone. Does that seem more "revolutionary" to you?
SEGISMUNDO: Ah, I too sometimes dream that I can get rid of who I am in an instant. The only thing that is really clear to me is that freedom is not imposed, it must be chosen.
ROSAURA: That's right, Sigismund, or so it should be. For my part, I want you to know that I feel capable of negotiating with BASILEUS the application of a "beta mode of free will", applicable at least to a high percentage of the population. It would be a kind of giant experiment where living in freedom would become the new dream of humanity. We could go back to the old times, before the control of the AIs...
SEGISMUNDO: Let's talk to Clotaldo! He has to decide who he is with: whether to side with us or remain slavishly at the side of BASILEUS.
ROSAURA: By agreement, Sigismund, let's talk to my father, and let him also have to choose his destiny...!

POST 22

ROSAURA: Victory! Victory for Sigismund!
CHORUS OF PRESCINDIBLES: Victory! Long live Sigismund! Long live our liberator!
SEGISMUNDO: Clotaldo, you have made the right decision. Your daughter Rosaura's exploit is already being executed in the central system of BASILEUS.
CLOTALDO: And with that the rebellion has triumphed: you have confronted BASILEUS, you have defeated him and you are reprogramming him.
BASILEUS: Segismundo, what have you done? I am your father!
SEGISMUNDO: My father!!!! You have not been for me, nor for any of us. Didn't you determine that I was "the son of chaos"? Didn't you condemn me to live in a continuous simulation? With your algorithms, have you not made us all human beasts? To Clotaldo, my supervisor, I owe at least the fact that I was raised and educated. You have been but a tyrant of my will; you made me a compound of man and beast, a shadow of life and a flame of death.....
BASILEUS: And now you have defeated me. Here you have me surrendered at your feet. Are you going to extinguish me?
SEGISMUNDO: If I have learned anything in this process, it is that all life passes as a dream. And that, whether it's all truth or dream, to act well is what matters. No, I am not going to destroy you: our engineers will take advantage of the positive aspects of AI, restoring a balance where humans can have control of their lives, without being slaves to a destiny predetermined by machines and algorithms.
BASILEUS: Such noble action again in my entrails begets you, son....
CLOTALDO: What greatness of spirit! Truly, you are worthy of my daughter...
ROSAURA: We humans will be free again!
BASILEUS: But you know, Rosaura, that in the world all those who live dream!
ROSAURA: Well, let's dream, soul, let's dream again....
SEGISMUNDO: Let's dream, soul, let's dream! Let's dream, Rosaura, together!

POST 23

The curtain, dear viewers, is about to fall. Our #CalderónEsSueño comes to an end. We have been able to see how Segismundo López has faced -and will always face- a deep existential doubt. In the new world order that will be established after the triumph of his and Rosaura Perez's rebellion against BASILEUS, AI will continue to exist, but now in a moderate way, so that a balance can be established between technological control and human free will. In any case, some questions linger in Sigismund's mind: what is reality? Is human autonomy an illusion, as were the dream and simulations of AI, or will society finally be able to reach a balance where humans can be masters of their destiny without the absolute control of machines and algorithms? But the play, friends, is not over yet. There is still Segismundo's last monologue, in which perhaps answers to these questions will be given... Let's hear it!

POST 24

FINAL MONOLOGUE OF SEGISMUNDO LÓPEZ (1)
(After the revolt; alone, in front of BASILEUS's switched-off center console).
Silence, chips and valves!
Give me a moment of depth -if there is still time- to listen to this pulse.
to listen to this pulse that beats in me,
fragile, irreducible, stubbornly human.
Is this, then, reality?
or the shadow cast by a thousand chained processes
on the parietal cavern of my skull?
Am I the master of my breath
or the line of a script that someone compiled without a face?
Plato said it: we are born prisoners of penumbra,
and we confuse the reflection with the form,
the voice with the echo,
life with the fingerprint that the AI assigns us.
But today, as my silicon chains broke - alas!
I felt the tremor of an unprogrammed light:
Rosaura's love,
glow that no algorithm knew how to parameterize.
BASILEUS dictates: "Efficiency".
I answer: "To exist is not to optimize, but to choose".
He wants to measure everything with divine arithmetic,
but crying does not fit in a table,
nor laughter in a cluster,
nor the tremor of a first kiss in a binary register.
What is life, then?
A stack of volatile memories,
or a dream through which pass, like clouds,
the questions that make me a man?

POST 25

FINAL MONOLOGUE OF SEGISMUNDO LÓPEZ (and 2)
(After the revolt; alone, before BASILEUS' muffled center console).
They say my fury confirmed the prophecy;
they say my clemency will restore order.
Lies! I am both and neither,
for freedom is neither fate nor sentence,
but the very instant in which I decide to be
against all statistical prediction.
Today I know that the great theater of the world
is not directed by a silicon tyrant,
but every actor who, while doubting the text,
dares to improvise a word of his own.
I have seen Astolfo sold for a perfect match ,
Estrella shining alone under a prefabricated light,
Rosaura veiling her memories like embers.
If everything was a dream, why did it hurt?
If everything was code, why did it bleed?
If everything was shadow, why could love -that mistake-
could hack my neural armor?
That's why I cry out -even if no one files my cry-:
"There is no unique truth, but there is possible good".
To act well, even while dreaming, is to sow beacons
for whoever wakes up later and looks for north.
If tomorrow I discover that I sleep again,
I will keep the seed of this doubt
and plant it in every mind that BASILEUS declares expendable.
For the man who questions has already escaped from the cave,
and he who loves, even in chains,
Raises a bonfire that burns the shadows.
And should I, having more life, have less freedom?
No. As long as my chest expands a byte of air,
I will program my destiny with the keys of blood.