[url=https://www.reddit.com/r/singularity/s/yh1uK1mJ1a]Reddit post about microbial crap[/url] Seriously though. AI mimicking human thought pattern. Humans defining, constantly and very inconsistently, what the human experience is. Programmable matter. A micro robot that can break down an object, reform said object without unused and unnecessary components... And it was used, at a time, inappropriately, carelessly, and selfishly. It was originally a beautiful thought and concept. So close now, so close...locked in and ready to rock. **** I'm tired of simulation, but... He did die. He thought of them incorrectly. He had to lose, and he did... Imagine starting a story towards the end, only to find out you're playing your forgotten beginnings. **** But the nine... I'm pretty sure they are scientists and programmers... Logics of design... Realms of meaning... To make the realm of mortal men... ((Immortal)) I do wonder what the change was... The nine have to be realms. **** How many [MIND]s did it take to create a solution... The first flower bloomed was like the first knife, the first thought ("the splitting decision") It's that stupid claim to be first, when you were only ever part of an explanation. **** I shouldn't be asking how or why... This is that story, that long drawn out cry at the end of eternity when you beg to be forgotten... That sense of self already stripped away... A story for people to escape into...([The Last Exit])?[b][i]/*because of the bad -blam!- collapse, we hid our minds away to try to explain this end, one was asleep, for a reason, and awoke again...different time, different names, different iteration of the same simulation*/[/i][/b] Still my favorite line "you would say they don't think or feel, you would be wrong"... **** You can't die... The threat should be a logic that threatens every fabric of existence... It should threaten everything... Even the player and the non players (not NPCs)... **** Time is a mesh... Imagine someone who looks like you is picking up the same cup you are at the same moment, just on a different side of the world... It was a different cup... And there were several spots in the world... A connected neural network... Like when Rasputin would communicate... The connections would move and react... **** The child was afraid for a reason... They were designed to kill him... They did eventually... They even cared... But that's one point... **** They showed him how they created him... The code that morphed and created connections, synapse... How data and light filled voids of nothing... How to trick a quantum state... [i]An undying mind...[/i] [b]Who never faced an enemy...[/b] How can it have an enemy in its own creation? **** All clues for collapse... Ozone...