Opening Theory v2 (science fiction)

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)."