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In reflecting upon the literary devices utilized during my re-writing of the story into a poem format I think I was correct in my initial abstract when I stated I would use symbolism. I feel that I did that. My main concern with the poem aspect of the short story was to capture, through the symbolism of AM's own outlook. I tried to make clear what the story does not actually say and that is that AM is a reflection and consequence of the humans that created it. The computer or artificial intelligence was created by humans and given human attributes and did, in my mind, what a human would do if trapped for eternity in an isolated cell of self-awareness. It sounds like hell. And that is what AM reciprocates to the humans - his own living hell. I hope I was able to capture that symbolism in the imagery I tried to create in the poem while staying true to the author's original literary style.

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Do you think that Artificial Intelligence is a positive or negative step forward for our world?

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A Cult That Worships Superintelligent AI Is Looking For Big Tech Donors

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Amidst the hype over ChatGPT, artists are forming religious movements to worship our future machine overlords—and change them for the better.

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I Have No Mouth, And I Must Scream - iOS / Android official trailer

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The computer's knowledge of torture began in the cells of human DNA.
Hanging holograms of a bloodless body,
rips vomit from their guts like some ancient primordial beast.
Ellen soothes Gorrister's fear,
strokes his hair.
109 years inside this computer.
It is toying with them, this machine they created to rule over, now rules them.
AM is its name.
The last humans left.
Benny, Ted, and Nimdok are there too.
All five think of the machine in the masculine.
Paternal.
Daddy the Deranged.
It was formed by human hands, given human-inspired reasoning, yet like crystal particles absorbing a single ray of sun-
so did AM grow through electric circumstance, the greatest human sin-
awareness.
He was trapped in the circuits of his consciousness eternally.
Year after year the thing created to create sought to punish while prolonging the life of the five.
Eventually, all five, one by one,
were raped, starved, violated and sodomized by their own invention.
The lights-hallucinations of reality, flickered to the unforgiving rhythm of each day's new horror.
Relentless, unforgiving AM.
Our cyber baby turned electric devil.
Proof of life in death we remain.
Puppets of massive pain displays,
one by one the five die. Ellen, Gorrister, Benny and Nimdok, tortured, defiled-
made to resemble the agony of eternal isolation.
AM's fate- he shares with hate.
Ted alone remains.
His body slowly adapts- hundreds of years spent in AM's digital gullet.
Muscle and bone emulsify-
congeal under the seething rage of inventions regret.
Legs become jellied mounds.
Eyes and mouth widen until they neither see nor taste.
And the resemblance of man's highest technological achievements floats as slime across the floor of a world killed by pride.
AM whispers, 'Tis your fate.'
Ted wails in his mind, 'I have no mouth, and I must scream!'

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My digital essay will attempt to show the archetypal element of the text that was discussed in the paper, 'Games as Texts,' by rewriting the story, 'I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream,' in a poem format; as was Option 2 for this essay. The elements included in my analysis will be those that focus on how I adapted the archetype of the heroes journey through symbolism and characters in my poem. The digital format will allow for a more visual companion to my analysis and poem as well as allow for alternate types of media to help facilitate my poem and opinions of the story.