Turing's dream

From the primitive to the artificial, talk to me, transformation of the human and his comfort through technology, giving thought. Machines think for us is a real thing.

The red is intensely primitive, the robot that exchanges, returns to nature, beautiful the portrait of an African woman, the right background follows its urban plot in the house. The drones that mark, shadows that trap, the cell phone pushes you away, this wall shows you a great truth if you think, you push away if it doesn't control you, walk barefoot, try to think about it and then you eliminate me.