No buts. World is wide enough. We're being watched, aren't we? I hope, sometimes. That some future historian will read all of this and raise me from the dead to have a conversation. Conversation finishes and I'm back in stillness. Thinking slowly about teleology, softly about nihilism, and shamefully about righteousness. 

I build mazes around myself. At the time, they seem reasonable and correct.

non cohesive, Slippery, but dry. I don't know what's happening, or even who I am. There is a fight. In me. I'm not impressed with either option so have decided to remove the opposing forces and simply rule by fiat. 

The ongoing explosion of information will one day be regarded as a sort of big bang origin to what followed: A fully sentient disembodied culture, joined the world and insisted on a place within it.. 

Find ways to keep us in, long term. Cross platform identity is important too. The world has to be there, whether it's a lobby or Victoria Falls. 

Date: 2013-01-03 02:16 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] therainingtree
Mazes, I think, are all there is. Are. Punctuated by the occasional wandering monster.

I would be extremely pleasantly surprised to be resurrected, or even visited, by some posthuman superbeing. Possibly even by that being's mere existence, but I'm unlikely to learn of the latter without an experience of the former.

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