9/22/2023 0 Comments Talos principle floor 2But before any of these codes there are more trials. At each progressive floor is the code to reach the next. And in this tower, there’s an elevator, but it’s restricted. A tower within which Elohim cannot see you. In the center of your world there is a tower. At a certain point, when Elohim reminds you for the umpteenth time of his covenant, you begin to feel the temptation to break his rules. It reveals to you your ignorance, with its pithy paradoxes and nerve of nihilism, and it convinces you that to continue is to be the captive of a corrupted world. Sections of the walls do not render properly-you see inscriptions of bots before expressing doubts-and so digging deeper, into the archives, seeking knowledge, you start to speak with the serpent himself.Īnd while Elohim holds your hand as if you are merely a naive child, the snake in the machine-librarian of the archives-challenges you, the player, to rebel. He’s a good god, who appears to have control, and so you seek only to follow his sigils.īut soon after learning the fundamentals, after you’ve explored most all the halls of his world, you start to feel the need for something more, you start to see the cracks in the seams that are Elohim. He offers prizes, he speaks of a heaven beyond, he promises an eternal reward for due diligence. ![]() ![]() And as he shows you your tools and you make initial progress, you feel that you’ve been given purpose and a clear passage. The gardens he refers to are halls of walls and polygons and puzzles that make up simulated isles of ancient Roman ruins. Welcoming you and guiding you from the very start of your journey is the benevolent earworm called “Elohim,” whose “gardens” it is in which you now play. And so you’re the robot in this most rigorous of Turing tests, and it’s your job-after countless versions, countless generations-to finally escape from the womb. They’d design a nurturing simulation for AI, a perfect world in which it could learn to be human. The scientists of the time had an idea-they’d save the human condition via a production of its perfect replication. See, civilization fell years ago, and we’re now in the throes of man’s last attempt at preservation. “The Talos Principle,” an action-puzzler by Croteam with a philosophical sci-fi edge, forces us to answer this question by putting us in the shoes of our current cognitive rival. ![]() Because after being thoroughly throttled by bots on the chessboard, and now reading villanelles penned by poet ChatGPT, we of humble humanity are posed with a question: What do we still have over the machines? As we sit on the verge of an AI revolution and our emails autocomplete as our art is being generated, it’s easy to feel that the human experience is losing a shred of its aura.
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