[INTRO: bright acoustic guitar strumming, shimmering AI-generated microtonal harmonics, synthetic crowd roar, hyper-polished spatial mix] [UPBEAT VOCALS: exaggeratedly cheerful, robotic vibrato, center-front] What's left to optimize? Who needs the carbon coalition? I think I'll drop off the grid Sell my biometric data Buy a custom avatar Live in a virtual capsule [CHORUS: layered synthetic vocal harmonies, AR sheen, far-panned synthetic applause] Scanned at the corporate plaza Voted on the decentralized network I'm completely simulated I'm automated and integrated A performative brand on my own [SOLO: shimmering synthetic synth-harpsichord, hyper-quantized tempo] I'll post a thread, get some hate-clicks, and deactivate my profile again I'm really just a projection But like my content Because I'm verified [REFRAIN: brass-synth stabs, stadium cheering swell] Every platform needs a space Where curated identities meet Eco-friendly micro-dungeons Sprouting in the smart-city street Log on to the metaverse... [VOCAL CADENZA: operatic glissando, auto-tune correction artifacts] How I love the simulation, Frisco! Look at my engagement metrics! [SPOKEN: intimate whisper, center channel, uncomfortably dry] First, I'll download some metadata filters, and then perhaps an encrypted neural band to wear around my temple, some digital widgets, and a copy of the algorithmic manifesto. I will ask the bot-assistant how to bypass the firewall and feed on endless synthetic dopamine. I'll wander through the digital smog with a simulated gleam in my eyes. I will love the security drones as they pacify me on the concrete. I will upload my consciousness... I will buy a timeshare in the server array. I'll join a content house. I'll be their prompt engineer. And I'll collect corporate sponsorship, but I won't care, because...
