Lost in books, my digital twin.  

Waterstones Piccadilly is Europe's largest bookshop. It makes you feel small and dumb. Until you start skimming through a bunch of books on some random topic on the 4. floor. Let´s say AI related. There is a lot of stuff on AI. It is a handy abbrevation. Something with computers darling. 

A lot of people write books about AI. A lot of people write books in general. The kind of books you find in a bookstore obviously tell us a lot about how people perceive themselves (educated) and how they would like to be if only the act of buying some text on paper could help them achieve their random goal of living a happy, healthy life freed of all these constraints (work). 

Book covers these days are all very instagrammable. They are perfectly suited for a coffee table – the number one accessoire of a life spent simulated well. Every single book – another dead object informing us of our failure to act. 

But whatever. All this will be done by my, your and our digital twin anyhow. I have been stumbling over this term quite often recently. My latest contact happened while skimming through the special report: The data economy in the Economist on the train back to Brussels.

An army of doppelgangers is invading the world....even humans have begun developing these alter egos...they double as a database...of everything...they populate the "mirror worlds" – well written in a notion of urgency and rather poetic. Unfortunately the text turns into economic number dropping pretty soon, instead of digging deeper into ideas of "an inversion of Plato´s theory that real-world objects are just imperfect copies of their true being in the spirital realm".  

Okay twin, help me solve a problem.

Read all these bloody books and name the single most precious one best suited to enlighten me right now correlating to my temporary needs analysis. Let me do a soft exchange of ideas with the authors twin and make sure that i appear witty. Thx.