The real danger of AI

The loudest fear around AI is that it will replace us. How it will take over our jobs and outperform our skills. I think that fear misses the actual danger.

What worries me more is how quietly it replaces our inner voice.

We live in a time where knowledge is no longer scarce. Every idea has been written, summarized, optimized, and reframed. With AI, that knowledge is no longer something we encounter and sit with. It is something we can instantly speak through, as if it were ours. And something subtle happens there.

When input becomes infinite and effortless, the work of forming a belief starts to feel optional. Why struggle with a thought if a clearer version already exists. Why stay with uncertainty when language can be delivered fully formed. Why risk saying something imperfect when the internet has already said it better. The result is not ignorance. It is lack of originality.

Not because people agree, but because they are drawing from the same well. Different mouths, identical sentences. Different brands, identical convictions. We stop responding to the world from our own position and start relaying what has already been validated elsewhere. AI intensifies this in a very specific way. When it shows us something we have read before, we are far more likely to accept it as truth. Not because it reflects our opinion, but because it feels familiar. Recognition creates comfort. Comfort creates trust. And trust bypasses discernment.

A thought you once encountered casually now returns as a confident answer. It sounds solid. And your nervous system reads that as strength. Safer than the quieter voice inside you that is still unsure, still forming, still inconvenient. So we choose the idea that feels strongest in the room, not the one that actually belongs to us.

That is the real danger. Not that AI tells us what to think, but that it short circuits the moment where we would normally decide for ourselves. It collapses the distance between exposure and adoption. A belief does not have to earn its place anymore. It just has to sound right.

Over time, that erodes something fragile but essential. Our ability to tell the difference between resonance and repetition.

I notice how easy it is to mistake polish for alignment. Borrowed language has a different weight. You can feel it. It performs well, but it does not anchor. It does not cost anything to say. And cost matters. Belief is usually formed in friction. In hesitation. In sitting with something that does not resolve cleanly. This is why I think most of us are using AI backwards.

We treat it as a source. As input. As authority. As something to tell us what to think, what to say, how to sound. And in doing so, we slowly outsource the most vulnerable part of ourselves. The part that has not been articulated yet. The part that is still rough, unfinished, and therefore alive.

The real power of AI is not in feeding you more information. It is in helping you extract what is already there.

Using it to clarify your thinking, not replace it. To pressure test your beliefs, not import someone else’s. To help you say what you mean more clearly, without deciding what you mean for you. That requires ownership. And ownership is uncomfortable. It means starting from what you do not fully know yet. Letting your thoughts be messy before they are coherent. Accepting that your perspective might not be optimized, liked, or widely echoed. But it is yours.

From what I see in my work, the people and brands that feel most alive are not the ones saying the smartest things. They are the ones whose words carry friction. You sense a position behind them. A cost. A choice. AI can help articulate that. It can help you go deeper into your own reasoning. It can help you communicate what lives in your head more precisely than you could on your own.

But only if you refuse to let it decide what you believe. I am not interested in a future where we all sound informed. I care about a future where people still sound like themselves. That means using AI as a mirror, not a mouthpiece. As a tool for output, not authority. As a way back into your own thinking, not away from it.

That is the line I am choosing to hold.

Suspended Intelligence

This piece captures intelligence held in suspension. Preserved by structure, exposed through dissolution. As the ice melts, what remains is form without agency.

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