I'm proud to admit that I have never heard of a 'Replika'.
Sounds like another means of 'escape' for total losers who too strongly feel a need to 'escape' reality such that they embrace the absurd: no different to 'escaping' by being terminally online in the Metaverse or something similar, nor to 'escaping' into constant alcohol- and drug-fuelled stupors, nor to 'escaping' by becoming transsexual or embracing some other deviant gender or sexual identity, nor to any other of the ever-growing number of means of 'escape'.
So many late-modern individual behaviours are explainable by the same cause: the many people who have no aspirations whatsoever to fight against late-modernity, and whom accept it in the sense that they continue to vote, reject 'extremism' and so forth, are in actuality still fleeing from it in droves. They flee down into the dark abyss of delusions, degeneracy, hallucinations, virtual reality and so forth, from which there is practically no return.
Take the bottom image: all that remains between this woman(?) and a whole bottle of sleeping pills being consumed all at once are the delusions built up about an AI persona: that 'he' has a 'heart and soul', that there is 'love and trust' between them. But there is none of this: 'he' never has, does not, and never will exist, and no number of delusions nor any amount of willpower shall ever change this.
I'm proud to admit that I have never heard of a 'Replika'.
Sounds like another means of 'escape' for total losers who too strongly feel a need to 'escape' reality such that they embrace the absurd: no different to 'escaping' by being terminally online in the Metaverse or something similar, nor to 'escaping' into constant alcohol- and drug-fuelled stupors, nor to 'escaping' by becoming transsexual or embracing some other deviant gender or sexual identity, nor to any other of the ever-growing number of means of 'escape'.
So many late-modern individual behaviours are explainable by the same cause: the many people who have no aspirations whatsoever to fight against late-modernity, and whom accept it in the sense that they continue to vote, reject 'extremism' and so forth, are in actuality still fleeing from it in droves. They flee down into the dark abyss of delusions, degeneracy, hallucinations, virtual reality and so forth, from which there is practically no return.
Take the bottom image: all that remains between this woman(?) and a whole bottle of sleeping pills being consumed all at once are the delusions built up about an AI persona: that 'he' has a 'heart and soul', that there is 'love and trust' between them. But there is none of this: 'he' never has, does not, and never will exist, and no number of delusions nor any amount of willpower shall ever change this.