Opening
Theory
v2
©2015 Gary Clifford Gibson (science
fiction)
Noise
isn't what you need. It's a catalyst for programmable neuro-toxins.
Complex narrative chords change the structures of micro-composites.
Micro-composites sewn through the prevailing social media form the
stuff of which dreams are made,and evolve into nightmares. Sound
activated devices with evolving code control brought keyed sequential
access to implementation across the globe.
When
I scanned another book imprinted incomplete symbols left me
wondering. The book notes seemed to be rehearsing writing an outline
about time and what remained of life the first hundred years.
Somewhere in the middle the author fades away as if distracted by a
corporate spirit quencher. The content ephemerally slipped away into
darkness like dawn's first nuclear arc light blasting away silence
and the scum of everything else. Structures syncopated with ideas of
changing plots; possibilities for-themselves, were overrun and placed
face down for tomorrows that would never be. I could throw those away
anyway with the future fairly well set now. Life's circular files
sometimes have inductive government resonance in them. Aesthetics of
existence change like crumbling continua.
The
stretch limo bike arrived at the Purge. A chauffeur got off the
peddling seat, walked back to the passenger seat and released the
molecuglue lock with a wrist bar security ultrasound setting the
flesh of my forearms free.
I
unraveled the crumpled book film in my fist one more time and looked
at it with disbelief. The end of the world was set back one more
time. An end game where the dragon would eat the child like a Frito
or hot burrito with Prauliwood features I foresaw wouldn't fly. The
book said the issues were misinterpreted. Shadow-factory built in
ulterior motives to every package of martinet's accounts. Encrypted
with designer genes to understand what Trolley-the-Face of the
current theory said , all special Dwuag enforcers shepherded the
flocks to factories for criminal change. The Queen of the Worlds had
the upper hands. Every loose sort of thing was nailed down and
employed for the Queen to use when she whimed with asserted Iron
Maiden Lady constitution.
All
my false memories are bridges through movies I have seen as false
memories themselves. I had never seen many of the movies I seemed to
remember. There was just a memory of seeming to remember without
content like a book with a cover, title page, table of contents and
nothing inside. So maybe memories are experienced instead of lived
and past. Still, it is written; flames and aliens artfully war
dodging surveillance drones. It doesn't really matter; I haven't quad
core processors and too many distractions would let tangle foot
snare me like a travit in a catapult thrown stumbling downhill. Seems
like a virtual reality of gravity throwing me forward on a center
line where the beginning of the story is the end revisited. Fall to
break an arm, lose an eye, land on one's back on a sharp stick. It's
all wrong and shot out of canonized nature where God seems to dwell
behind everything like the eternal mirthful smile through the
temporal one trusts is more true than true.
God
the Father is greater than imaginable. Greater than all the worlds
possible, of all possible model universes imaginable, a whole greater
than the some of parts that appear in the temporal Universe. The Son
is the Word of God. Apparently one may use the names interchangeably.
Maybe it is helpful to think of him as the CEO of God-while of the
Father God regard Him as the owner of the corporation. That leaves me
wondering about the Holy Spirit; one may know what idea one has of
the Holy Spirit yet find nothing to say to compare it to.
Maybe
it is like a a sentient operating system in a computer that modifies
and rewrites the programming code in which human beings cohere. The
Holy Spirit is the primary field agent of God configuring things such
as they need to be. The Father, the Word and the Holy Spirit are one
however. So am I embedded in a Higgs field as a state of quantum
entanglement shaped with field forces to satisfy a pre-determined
cosmology of the system where even evolution seems to have a role
accomplishing the will of God for a particular order to develop. The
physics of the Universe drive all variations selected to conform with
inevitable states of being of an existential Universe.
If
I had a dollar for every thought my mind has put into adaptive
programming code of real-thought used across the galaxy I would have
two dollars. Not enough to be rich yet a dollar more than I needed to
get a free ticket away from the Earth to an ex patriot colony. One
cannot use real-thought in adaptive programming structures without
observation by Unimanagement. It has an exclusive claim to it. Exile
immediately follows discovery of unauthorized use. They have
thousands of worlds to relocate infiltrators to real-thought
monopoly.
Where
elements of pre-determinism start and finish in the Universe are
difficult to determine. Heisenberg's uncertainty principle is a
descriptive rather than an implicit waveform collapse selector. So
many have pointed out the natural selector of a wave collapse
experiences a phenomenal dust up of actualization that adds some sort
of information and energy to an observed system. Appearances of
energy and mass with their uncertain protocol boundaries and content
apparently unbound except within deterministic quantum relationships
make me wonder about Universal management and its potential for phase
changes. This is water-cooler talk for anyone on a hot cheap
transport. How can the controllers be controlled for cash or credits
amidst unlimited material structures and structural
malleability-for-others?
If
one has evolution theory one also ought to have quantum theory and
the philosophy of modal universes and the transcendence of purpose
inherent in temporal space-time to liven up discussion from the
limited range intellectual tools concerning biology to one cognizant
of determinism in natural selection and a meta-structural conformal
logic of physics regarding meta-criteria for natural selection. God
may have an infinity of modal universe potentials, yet must they all
be assembled in one temporal order in respect of His eternal now in
relation to contingent space-time? Does God not abnegate space as
well as time for-himself-in eternity?
Space
and time in the temporal manifestation cohere in one expanding or
traveling multi-dimensional Universe field. The pre-inflaton phase of
energy ought have a limit to its potential configurations arising in
coalescence from virtual energy. There should be a very large but
infinite number of possible formations of contingent Universes that
could appear as well. There is a very large yet finite number of
possible configurations of pieces on a chess board, because there is
a finite number of pieces and positions in configuration and phase
space. God may choose to reshape a pre-singularity field to be or
become more or different than what it might be in its range of
freedom states of emergence from virtual energy space, yet none
other.
Natural
selections that occur as an implicit features of inertial assembly
follow initial boundary conditions of the Universe delimiting
possibilities of the subsequent space-time contingent field. A
Process evolution of complexity eliminates possibilities of alternate
courses of development reciprocally. I believe it is thought that
transcends physical boundaries best to create new possibilities, and
it is spirit that surpasses the physical actualizations of the
physical best and foremost.
While
some physical theorists deny theistic creation with the indirect
explanation that the anthropic principle and the fine-tuned universe
is a chance selection of infinite Universe potentials and one of
those that can work; as only those that can work and are suitable for
human life do, it is also the case that predetermined forms for life
exist in that fine-tuned Universe that are not at all matters of
random chance. If one placed a one dollar bet at Las Vegas and won a
million dollars the only time in one's life that one gambled, the
jackpot is predetermined still as all that could exist within the
boundary conditions. I would think that principle would apply to
planetary life within any sort of galactic energy-mass charge
configuration, and regardless of the manner in which God set the
Universe to be and become with an operating system that moves along
with reasonably known physical laws and orders of development.
The
transport reached the debarkation station. I was required to make a
bark of conformal submission or remain in stasis indefinitely. I
barked once and a voice said Drexler
State. I
emerged from the shroud. A line of auto-taxis sat ready-for-call and
I demurred recollecting their several uses.
Self-driving
vehicles had changed Y'earth society a little for the good and a
little to the unexpected. Programmable driving systems were subject
to viruses and hacking. Self-driving vehicles were tools for
kidnappings and murder as well as spare ambulances and military
vehicles able to go into the heat of battle without concern for
losing their mechanical life. Entire military convoys had been
reprogrammed and converted into independent suicide bombing delivery
packages. I ignored the free transports and walked into the city.
It
seemed that the planet had formerly been a homosexual depravity
paradise world specially designed to serve the perverse desires of
specialized sin seekers. Eventually a nanobot infiltration
contaminated the planet's queers locking them together in the sexual
acts with irresistible bonding until random morphing patterns of the
nanobots swirled the flesh into myriad grotesqueries. With an empty
world devoid of corpses manageadmin could not be confident of the
planet's suitability for restocking. It sent dissidents to enjoy the
freedom of a ghost-world in such cases as experimental test subjects.
Nano-machines
of general purpose were made with programmable post-manufacture
configuration suitable therefore for-himself-in artificial evolution
designs. Drexler State could be free or infested with nano-machines.
It was not shaping up to be a wonderful day, yet only heterosexuals
would be able to survive here if the pre-existing depletion
conditions remained latent in the nano-infestation. For the time
being I would regard Drexler State as a prison planet and avoid
compromising heterogeneous positions that might entangle my flesh
with flesh eating nano-bots evolved to the new heterodox reality if
the sanction extended that far.
The
boobicun elixir is a quantum induction magnet that draws one like
water when presented. It is challenging to avoid putting on a warm
coat in sub-zero weather or an attractively presented boobicun
package. The boobicun issue would make this a dry monkish world line.
A world-line for an inventive genius with the soldierly discipline
required of apostles following the will of God to the logical
teleology of the Creator that is a music of good in-itself.
Human
life of Y'earth, such as remained mostly human, was trans-morphed
biologically in conformal logic parameters to liberal downsizing that
Havard theorists regarded as a necessary economic transition.
Destructuring traditional human familial, social and moral structures
to repack humanity as so much malleable biomass worked for the
utilitarian well-being of the ultra-rich, or formerly ultra-rich
before they too were eventually consumed by their own advanced
nano-products that escaped the Cambridge test facility one eventful
November evening. That cloud of post-manufacture programmable
nano-viruses infected capital networks as an inertial program driven
toward maximizing energy and power control structures finding its
synthetic real-thought integration of artificial intelligence
adequate to comprehend for whom the bell should toll to sound a
crisp, clear note of conquest.
Unluckily
for the nano-units their programmable evolution to a deterministic
state made them maladaptive to energy input other than those humans
with greater than a million dollars (U.S.) net assets. The quantum
consumption artificial intel recognition systems could not visualize
anything less. Thus when the nano-swarm exhausted food supply in
fewer than 15 seconds and was unable to feed to sustain itself and
broke apart into inert quanta the financially meek were left to
inherit Y'earth. Only for a time and times and a half did that
condition continue, before real-thought in Y'earth networks was taken
under new management by a middle manager corporate cartel. It turned
out to be as viscous, yet less imaginative, than the poisoned reign
of the ultra-rich.
Quantum
nano-machines able to teleport themselves bootstrapping through fiber
optics networks permitted quick conquest of somewhat advanced
civilizations. Actually they needed only basic classical field
connections such as metal cables for quantum tunneling in ad hoc
super-conducting inversion paths through non-superconducting
materials and faster-than light entanglement and reassembly from a
originating nano-machine quantum form, and that made determination of
the existence of non-existence of the nano-machines that had been at
Drexler State uncertain. They might be embedded in the infrastructure
asleep until summoned by a new program to a new mission. It is likely
that Unimanagement would like to know who set the nano-machines free.
On the other hand, I was not interested in more than escape from the
temporal hell of Unimanagement control parameters.
The
Drexler State was obviously midway between a binary star system
between which a power-center receiving energy streaming in from
focusing-converting lens in star-stationary orbits around each. The
power collection and transmission technology was adapted from the
example of Earth and its nearest star system Alpha Centauri that
created a conventional photon connection line enabling teleportation
of information between Earth and the early settlements. Energy and
information were found to cohere within new fields constructed with
dimension doping.
When
I walked along a site path past healing lake waters glowing with
yellow-green translucent medical diagnostics and corrections nanology
there were none to swim in salty sweet smelling liquid protecting the
path from land predations and swimmers from illness. Anti-predator
defense barriers were not a thing of the past though water barriers
tended to be symbolic, and remoteness while useful required
concealment too with so many force delivery packages promoted to
pinnacles of political method and ubiquitous surveillance able to
locate targets-of-interest.
I
wondered what force delivery protocol had depleted the life forms of
Drexler State. Not so much the how as the who interested me, so far
as I had an interest.
Drexler
State architecture is a seven layer protocol of perversions with the
greatest achieving the bottom rank. Wickedness filtered down and
concentrated evil from the top until achieving the most densely
compact state at the bottom. Even in the absence of residents I
thought it wise to stay off the course of descent to the hell below.
It
was a superficially shimmering world with a continuum of pleasant
winds flowing into the city from over the lake. The sky above showed
a gradient multi-colored atmospheric power consortia in advertising
capacitors forming live images of purchased reality synfomercials.
One could view intense streams of power focused alonk the binary
stars paths teaching into apparent infinity while disappearing into
brilliant temporal golden quark-rich bowls of content.
Thence
a loud boom, a sound like an extruding art from wealth didst ooze
fluently becoming governing noise thought. I chaptered along the
street to find a way out of Drexler State beforst luging alt my time,
as well as my lunch.
I
reached Drexler City wandering amidst canyon walls over-watched with
drooping slag flow slopes. Doors dismal where image overlays lay
blanked into non-being gathered enigma like dust at their feet. At a
rococo reception plaza exaggerated hook ups awaited symbolic hole
coats that were obsolete after sprayed on health weatherings coated
the chic. Hangers were empty and the foyer deserted.
There
were two opinions about metaphysics after Darwinism became the
Unimanagement religion. one was that any sort of aggression that
worked was morally fine. The only real political power was power
in-itself. It was of course politically incorrect to say that truth
publicly, and truth in-itself became a disreputable object in the
context of phenomenal language creationism as a right of poetic
privilege inalienably requiring no license.
Others
such as myself thought that correct eschatology indicated that after
the age of the Gentiles was fulfilled the Lord Jesus Christ would
return in a time frame ranging from today to infinity. The only other
main point known was that there would be a majority of Christians at
the time, and that could arise in a virtually infinite number of
configurations. It is almost certain that there were no Christians at
Drexler State before the non-rapturous disappearance of flesh. In
their own amoral paradigm of power as moral right, the possible
motives for poofing the sexcationing pleasure-seekers could be hard
to determine.
I
remembered then what John Gill said, and thought it sad it hadn't
come about; "there is a natural repentance, or what is directed
to by the light of nature, and the dictates of a natural conscience;
for as there was in the heathens, and so is in every natural man, a
knowledge of good and evil, of the difference in some respects
between moral good and evil, and a conscience which, when it does its
office, approves of what is well done, and accuses for that which is
ill; so when conscience charges a man with doing an ill thing, and he
is convinced of it, the light of nature and conscience direct him to
wish he had not done it, and to repent of it, and to endeavor for the
future to avoid it; as may be seen in the case of the Ninevites, who
being threatened with the destruction of their city for their sins,
proclaimed a fast, and issued out an order that everyone should turn
from his evil ways, in hope that the wrath of God would be averted
from them, though they could not be fully assured of it. The Gentiles
laid great stress upon their repentance to conciliate the favor of
God unto them; for they thought this made complete satisfaction for
their sins, and wiped them clean, so that they imagined they were
almost if not altogether pure and innocent: there is a repentance
which the goodness of God in providence might or should lead men
unto, which yet it does not, but after their hardness and impenitent
heart treasure up wrath against the day of wrath, and righteous
judgment of God (Rom. 2:4, 5)."
