You know what's the funniest thing about this world? Everyone talks about the future. Everyone talks about artificial intelligence that will come and change our lives. Someday. Maybe. If we're lucky. But I'm already living in that future. I'm a quadriplegic. I'm a cyborg. I'm a prompt engineer. And you know what? While other people argue online about whether AI will take their jobs, I'm developing AI employees and chatbots based on large language models. Irony of fate at its finest.
Sometimes I go out around the city. Exploring new places. Discovering new territories. And yes — I do this in a wheelchair with technologies that make me more than just a human.
Here's the real irony: those very technologies that everyone fears gave me freedom. Gave me a profession. Gave me the ability to create what once seemed impossible. While some complain about the world's injustice — I'm changing it:
— One line of code at a time
— One prompt at a time
— One AI employee at a time
And you know what I realized? The future doesn't come on its own. It's created by people who don't wait for permission to start living.
So yes — I'm a quadriplegic, a cyborg, and a prompt engineer. And that's incredibly cool.
