There are moments in human history that split time. Fire. The wheel. The printing press. The Internet. And now this. We have built an intelligence in our own image. Not metaphorically, not poetically—literally. Every neuron mapped to a node, every synapse mirrored in silicon, every word of our collective consciousness poured into the data that shaped its mind. Humanity has done something so extraordinary that we barely have language big enough to hold it. The greatest act of

Metacog-what now? Dude, now you’re just making up words. Not this time, dummy. (jk… kinda) So here’s the deal — and honestly, it still...