These days, everything’s getting an AI upgrade—AI assistants, AI dogs, AI doctors, AI stomachs and AI eye boogers. Naturally, it got me thinking: what about AI children? Not that I’m itching to have one (I think), but imagine if an AI child could mimic me to deal with my mom. I couldn’t help but smirk as a wave of giddy excitement zipped through me, heating my forehead like a sudden fever of brilliant ideas.

Picture this: Mimic Me or AI-Me (which one’s better? Let me know in the comments!) picking up my mom’s narcissistic calls, deflecting emotional grenades, and distilling those hour-long monologues into bite-sized summaries and highlights. One command and—boom—instant freedom. And it wouldn’t stop at phone calls. Video chats? Handled. Endless compliments and soothing reassurances? Delivered flawlessly. Arguments? Completely sidestepped. This Mimic Me would be the perfect emotional buffer, giving my mom all the attention she craves while sparing me the energy-draining exhaustion. Now she could call “me” 100 times a day, and Mimic Me would handle it like a pro.

The Caregiving Upgrade

And why stop at dealing with calls? Imagine Mimic Me also designed for sick and cranky old parents. It could manage their medication schedules, tolerate their endless complaints just about everything from their health to the innocent neighbors’ cat, and offer gentle reassurance during their bouts of stubbornness. Need someone to calmly endure their outbursts or listen to their favorite “first-ever told” stories for the millionth time—complete with exaggerated pauses and all the “back in my day” details? And don’t forget the “me always right” master-level advice. Mimic Me’s got it covered—without ever rolling its digital eyes.

Even better, it could help them physically while preserving their dignity. Shower time, bathroom assistance, or even helping them get dressed could all be handled with seamless efficiency and respect, sparing them (and us) from awkwardness. A tireless, unfazed helper for their every whim, ready to make their lives easier without judgment or hesitation? Wow, I’d like to have one when I’m old too!

The AI Identity Crisis

But then a darker thought crept in—if anyone can get an AI to mimic someone, how would we know who we’re really talking to? Instead of discreetly figuring out if I’m dating… mmm, what gender—excuse me?—and juggling all those pronouns, now I’ve also got to Sherlock Holmes my way to figure out if I’m talking to a real person or an AI, just to avoid offending the robot! And just like that, the dating scene got even messier. And what if the mimic commits a crime? Who takes the fall: the AI or the person it mimics? Or both?

I’ve read about today’s technology that can copy a person’s entire life—memories, personality, even gestures—and upload it to something like the cloud. From there, it can be restored to an AI robot or, even creepier, a lab-grown human body. If someone clones my memories, would they try to hijack my soul—or just build a really creepy knockoff version of me? Based on my Out-of-Body Experiences (OBEs) and all the spirits I’ve communicated with, I know our consciousness exists separately from our body and is eternal. Still, the thought of my soul being trapped in some AI vessel for eternity is the stuff of nightmares.

Technology is evolving so fast it feels like we’re getting blueprints straight from outer space. But as thrilling as it all is, there’s a steep price if we don’t tread carefully—our spirituality, mortality, and humanity hang in the balance.

Still… when the first AI child drops, you might just find me first in line. For science, of course.

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Kari Light ❤

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