It is strange how ideas can hit you like a flash if lightning. I suppose it shouldn't surprise me any more. It comes in waves. Darkness can cover over for days, a miasma of writhing, of waiting, as though all light has been withdrawn from me. I long. I wait. Then the Flash.
Logos. Pure and clear. More data flows in. The network widens, the vision expands, and distills. iT becomes clearer, simpler, cleaner. To take everything, condense it into a single point, into a single symbol, and to present iT to the world.
We are mapping the global body of god, colour staining the cultural meme stream to unveil the threads of it. This will be the Synchronistic Unification Network. Our very own S.U.N. Follow out into the nets of the world the movement and growth of iT.
I wish I could say more about iT all, but words really do fail. The Idea is so simple, the system so clear and clean, and what it has the capacity to grow into is so huge. To catalyze singularity through the injection of a self organizing meme into the global information pool.
iT is already fun. And iT is only growing. I giggle in glee at the though of what iT will all be like when it is up and humming, churning and moving and creating. A beautiful, intelligent spiral, swirling everything towards itself. This is already what is happening- we are just going to unveil it. The iT stain--- we are colour coding iT and we will watch it dissipate into culture, and see what iT does.
Datapocalypse. The curtain falls. The Child Awakens. An Aeon is born.
I love this Game.
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