May 7, 2008
offload
Let’s say you could offload consciousness. Not just consciousness, your consciousness. And then you could enhance it, program it, evolve it, experiment with it, expand it, tame it, soften it, save it. Make it bigger, grow it, have it transcend itself. At what point does it want to dissipate? At what point is the next logical step –
Hello?
Is this thing on?
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Dammit, Deron, have you been hanging around with Daryl again? I can’t take much more of this shit.
Isn’t that what the internet does? Like really super-well?
Isn’t that what the internet does? Like really super well?
Goddamn echoes.
testes. testes. one. two. three?
Sarah Connor: Look . . . I am not stupid, you know. They cannot make things like that yet.
Kyle Reese: Not yet. Not for about forty years.
– The Terminator (1984)
I sometimes feel like I have been offloaded. It’s that feeling you get when you can’t find your glasses and you have a cold. No telling what I’m doing somewhere else.
Wait – is this a poem about touching wieners? If it’s not then you’ll need to try harder please (so to speak).
It’s a prose poem about touching wieners.
If it’s consciousness and it doesn’t want to dissipate, then it’s evil.