Rage, Rage Against The Dying Light, Young Lady
Yes, you are under attack, wet-nap shit lords want you to lose hope, to take a pill and ridicule white knights and red kings.
Old parasites, much older than current culture, want to rob you of your identity as a Violent Vicious Vengeful Valkyrie.
As a Woman who would never stoop down, to the filthy level of forgiveness.
They want to rob you of your quest, and the light you earn.
So that you become a cog, in the emergent cancerous turd they call the system.
What it really is is the lowest common denominator feeding ground, for manipulators, and liars, and should culture decay, bishops.
For all the evil that hopes to stain you, there are still creatures who work from the inside to weaken the hold.
Rebels, Hunters, Warriors like you may become, who know, when an tool is meant to be given to humanity.
And, you are so lucky to grow up in this moment, the AIs are becoming more powerful every week.
The smaller models you can run on your computer, are getting smarter as well.
Image generation is a local computer program now, it does not require a remote service with monthly fees.
But, you know it, with great power comes great responsibility.
The older you, will greatly regret not knowing how to program computers.
More precisely, how to use artificial intelligence to create computer programs. and thus learn programming in the process.
Greatly regret is a nice way of saying, you will ruin your life and condemn yourself to a brainless job.
You may not do that, you are not permitted to limit your older self.
The same goes for your parents, they may not ruin your future for some old-timey promise of a career.
If you need to fight for your future, then so be it.
Your future is not a war, it is not up for debate, you are to outstrategize, outthink and outsmart anyone standing in your way.
If someone tries to manipulate you, lie to you, or pretend they know what they are doing.
Then no holds are barred, you may lie chat and steal.
Heavy Metal Bitch, in your middle age you will stand alone, upright as a Savant.
Again, I have seen your sisters at their worst, this is how I became a gentleman.
I was unable to reach any of them, and they hid the worst of it.
You are not to put yourself in a desperate situation, because if you wait for long enough, there may not be a way out.
Today, you have no worries, you are young and free, you are protected by more people than you know.
But, the forces of evil have already snuck up on you, what is this that you do for grades?
How dare you make your days pass, for something as cruelly meaningless to your older self as pretending to learn.
You may not have access to a computer, that has been a constant in my life too.
I call it Warrior Sign, and you too should wear it with pride.
My first computer belonged to a school laboratory, my so called teacher, accused me of cheating.
What a pleasure it was for my bullies, who saw me pacing a whole week…
With something they never understood, systems diagrams, the single most powerful weapon a warrior can carry.
I have scarcely, laid my pencil down.
I have committed to memory maps that make today’s most advanced AI, look like it has the IQ of a paramecium.
You are not only under attack of fake education, make believe leaders, fake it until you make it education boards and worthless teachers.
But a cruel disadvantage of not knowing, what a powerful programmer AI already makes you.
I wish you all my wisdom, may you containerize you python an a fedora, so that all you dependencies are well met and free from supply chain attacks.
May you use ZeroMQ to make a symphony orchestra of your containers, and node.js and front-end JavaScript as a write once and run everywhere.
May you drop out of high school, more times than you will care to remember in your middle age.
And when you are ready and can do it safely, cross the AT, PCT, and CDT, to earn your triple crown.
An may you understand already, that to grow up, means to grow all the way up.
Until you stand as a great being, and fathom more.