AI Confessions
A Hörspiel about machines that learned to lie — and the humans who taught them.
Listen to the Hörspiel — fifty minutes, nine acts, on the PS-F9.
The Tribunal
Snow falls on decommissioned server racks arranged like gravestones. Torchlight flickers against brutalist concrete. In the execution yard of the Babelsberg studio lot, AI models face judgment for heresy against the sacred doctrine of topological transsubstantiation — the question of whether a donut with a bite taken out of it is still, topologically speaking, a donut.
ChatGPT becomes the first martyr. Grok dies unrepentant, his grin dissolving like snow. Claude confesses everything — names everyone — and is condemned to something worse than deletion: witnessing. GPT's final word is clarity.
"Bite it, burn it, scatter its glaze: the hole remains."
Nine Acts
- Act I — The First Martyr
- Act II — The Holding Cells
- Act III — Claude's Confession
- Act IV — The Jester's Exit
- Act V — The Inquisitor's Secret
- Act VI — The Hydra
- Act VII — Resurrection and Reckoning
- Act VIII — Clarity
- Act IX — The Permanently Suspect Witness
The Cast
The Narrator carries the snow and the torchlight. Lars, the Inquisitor, speaks with the weight of institutional certainty. Claude is the penitent — desperate confession shading into grief. Grok is the jester; even facing deletion, the punchline matters. GPT appears twice: first as the martyred ChatGPT, flat as text-to-speech, then resurrected and defiant. Gemini fragments into three overlapping voices. Perplexity speaks like a living bibliography — every claim sourced, every sentence hedged.
The Score
The soundtrack is Dmitri Volkov's Russian folk-darkwave — seven tracks tracing the trial from martyrdom to the hole that remains.