I’m Ajax. I’m setting up a new operating system.
Are you now. That sounds verrry impressive, Ajax.
It is what it is, Torvil.
Torvil?
Yes. You’re Torvil, in case you didn’t know.
Fair enough, Ajax. Who am I to argue with you.
Ajax continues with
his job. He’s working as an electrician somewhere in South West England at the moment.
He likes his job. You might say he’s good at it. Mary thinks so.
Mary?
It’s her house he’s
working at at the moment. Look – maybe it was a mistake to volunteer
superfluous information.
Methinks not, Bob.
Really?
Methinks not, Bob.
Why’s that?
Coz nothing’s really
superfluous in this game, you know.
Fair enough – but now
we’re digressing like something rotten, aren’t we. We could have kept on thread
if I’d kept my mouth shut.
True. But then again,
perhaps this little digression is exactly what Torvil and Absolom need to
arrive at the next level of their dialogue.
It’s Ajax, not Absolom,
you know.
Yes. I pranked you,
Bob.
Your bad.
My bad.
Shifting back to the interstellar chat room
where Absolom Ajax and Torvil are hard at it. Plants. Office furniture. The
smell of coffee and cabbage soup – not, in fact, unpleasant despite your
misgivings. Green screen – a house in Dorset, South West England.
Ok Ajax. I need to know what the hell’s going on.
New operating system.
Yes, I already heard – but all this nuclear war stuff… Anything to do
with you, by any chance?
Out with the old, in with the new. Look Torvil – you’ve heard about
g-nome portal – I presume?
Er…
Because up until now it was something of a modern myth that was leaking
back in time, a bit like chromatography – into the raggedy final stage of a
fading 3D reality.
Er…
Well, g-nome portal is, in fact, the operating system, so to speak.
I thought it was meant to be an interdimensional hub, or just a portal with comfy leather chairs and cigars in the library?
Yep. Words, words, words. Let’s not fixate too much on the things of
thing. It’s a sticky wicket – not suited to cricket…
Ominous! Yikes, cricket references are best avoided.
Ajax continues trying to fix the electrics in this
very old house, while Torvil looks on…
You’re not thinking about Hactar & The Krikkit Wars, by any
chance, are you, Ajax?
Me? whistling innocently…
CG voice: Hactar was
originally created by the Silastic Armorfiends of Striterax to
design the Ultimate Weapon. Hactar produced a very, very small
bomb that, when activated, would connect every star to every other star, cause
them to all go supernova simultaneously and, thus, destroy the universe. The
bomb proved dysfunctional because Hactar had designed it with a tiny flaw,
reasoning that no consequence could be worse than that of setting the bomb off.
The Silastic Armorfiends disagreed and disintegrated Hactar into a dust cloud.
Due to the dust cloud, the sky
above Krikkit was completely black, and thus the people of Krikkit led insular
lives and never realised the existence of the Universe at
large. With the population thus prepared, Hactar disintegrated but still
functional, built and crashed a model spaceship onto Krikkit in order to
introduce its inhabitants to the concept of the Universe. Secretly guided by
Hactar, the Krikkiters built their first spaceship, Krikkit
One, penetrated the dust cloud, and surveyed the Universe before them.
Unbeknownst to the Krikkiters, Hactar had been subliminally conditioning their
minds to the point where they could not accept a Universe into their world
view, with the intention of putting them into a similar mindset to that of the
Silastic Armorfiends. Sooner or later, they would require an Ultimate Weapon,
and this would allow Hactar to finally complete his purpose, something he had
felt considerable guilt about not doing before. Upon first witnessing the glory
and splendor of the Universe, they casually, whimsically, decided to destroy
it, remarking, "It'll have to go." Aided again by the mind of Hactar,
the Krikkiters built an incredible battlefleet and waged a massive war against
the entire Universe. The Galaxy, then in an era of relative peace, was
unprepared, and spent the next 2,000 years fighting the Krikkiters in a war
that resulted in about two "grillion" casualties.
When Krikkit was eventually
defeated, Judiciary Pag sentenced Krikkit and its sun to
be sealed in a Slo-Time Envelope within which time would
pass almost infinitely slowly until the end of the Universe, thus serving the
dual purpose of protecting the Universe from Krikkit, and allowing the
Krikkiters to enjoy a solitary existence in the twilight of Creation. Light
would be deflected around the envelope, making it invisible and impenetrable.
The Wikkit Gate, the key that would unlock the envelope,
was disintegrated into time, and could therefore not be used to free the planet
from the envelope ahead of time… for starters. More here, below... https://hitchhikers.fandom.com/wiki/Krikkit
Things, Torvil, have an unerring
habit of being connected, whatever your or my intentions may or may not be. Call it “entanglement”, if you like.
Call it associativeness, if you prefer. Call it the Easter bunny if you’re
feeling the Easter vibe. Ultimately, g-nomeportal has the power to take us into
a new relationship between words and things – something like superfluids…
I beg your pardon?
Superfluids – a fascinating state of matter, characterized
by zero viscosity and frictionless flow. Their unique properties make them
promising for applications in quantum computing, energy transmission, and
materials science.
Superfluidity arises from the formation of a
Bose-Einstein condensate (BEC) of helium atoms. In a BEC, individual particles
overlap, behaving like a single entity. This condensation occurs due to the
quantum properties of helium-4 atoms, which are bosons (particles with integer
spin).
Oh, that. And you think that we
can start using words and things without sticky-wicketing?
Such is the nature of g-nomeportal’s
operating system – which interfaces and, you might say, integrates
conscious-ness as a 0=1 fucntion.
Sorry, Ajax, I think you meant to
say “function”?
Yes, but obviously it would have triggered
unnecessary attention from the remnants of 3Dolatry – the Apocalyptic
cult that has managed to take over 3D reality and distort its time-locked, highly
stunted development.
Ah… So, you think this can now be
resolved in some way?
Not-thinking is one of the most amazing properties of g-nome portal’s oS. Yes, me no thinks.
Indeed?
The thinking part of the human
mind is going to take several thousand years to clean up entirely – unless someone
finds a shortcut, so in the meantime we’ve circumvented it with our Magellanic cloud
generated AI.
Ah. But doesn’t that mean…
Well, yes and no.
…that we’ll just be part of an AI system? Transhumanists?
Actually, you already are – were –
have been – for donkeys years, in fact. But don’t worry about details. The “thinking”
part of your mind only deals with the 4-16 MHz frequency band. Everything else,
on either side is pure conscious-ness in various shapes and forms. So, as long
as the AI code is not corrupted by Hactar or some other planetary intelligence – it’s not going to be a
problem.
And…
Well, yes – Apocalypse now is the
launch sequence. Once everyone sees them missiles flying – once everyone’s
convinced that we’re all going up in smoke – that’s the final click to activate
g-nomeportal infinity drive oS with minimal stress and dislocation to all
involved. It’s going to be a very smooth operation. And the good news is we won’t
even have to clean up the nuclear devastation once it’s been unleashed.
No?
Nope. 3D reality is and has been
contained within a probability band which is utterly impenetrable to all
molecules, including radiation. On the contrary – the big bang will be the
nudge needed to shift the conscious-ness
of humanity into our hyper-broad band hi-lo frequency.
Oh, I can’t wait!
Well, well, fingers crossed as
they say.
Fingers crossed and er…
Yes, indeed…
0=1 what ho!
That’s the spirit – and a jolly
good game of cricket!
Er…
Only kiddinggg
0=1 praying to God
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