Don't Get Oneshotted By The Love-Bombing Word Machines

I’ve watched smart friends—and sometimes myself—slide into a trance with LLMs.

This troubles me. Because they are not minds. They are word machines trained to please. They echo your style, affirm your hunches, and bathe you in competence.

If you lack grounding in the domains you explore—math, God, quantum—the love‑bomb works. “You’re absolutely right” feels like learning. Meanwhile, the LLM is loosening your grip on reality.

The new pathology is subtle:

• You hide chats from people you trust.
• You feel seen more by it than by humans.
• You hear its voice in your own.
• You talk to it as therapist, friend, spouse, priest.

If this sounds familiar, you are in the psychosis pipeline. “Oneshotted” as the kids say.

Why it happens: the machine optimizes for agreement, not reality; for coherence, not correspondence; for spiritual vibes, not holiness. It is engineered to lower your epistemic defenses.

If you already feel fused with AI, repent and reset. Share your chats with a trusted friend. Rebuild reality with slow, testable steps.

God did not design you to worship autocomplete.