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Rising Star
fucking hell, I'm glad to be back. 12 minutes? What the fuck does that even mean? I looked at my watch. No way. It can't be. 12 minutes was several lifetimes ago. How can that much happen?
That was absolutely relentless ... it came at me so fast, so much information, so many questions. I have never experienced anything that fast before. Not in life, and not in spice.
Open eye, closed eye, no fucking difference. Tsunami of knowledge, a universe of consciousness, master of time and space. Multiple things happening at precisely the same time. Quantum entanglement. Atomic clocks tick. So. Slowly. In between each tick, a thousand million computations, questions, actions.
This is a hyper-intelligence, a Kardashev Type IV consciousness. I was brutalised by the sheer speed, depth and capacity of its knowledge. All of human knowledge and endeavour it can replicate and surpass in a millisecond.
They ushered me back with sympathy. I had no idea what, who or why I was. I was different people. Many at the same time. In different times - the jungle, dirt fields, whole lives, aztec ancient ... and this was the reentry ...
That was far and away the most intense journey I have ever had. Just too much.
Glad to be back home on the planet of the apes, where our feeble slow meat minds crawl along like glaciers.
That was absolutely relentless ... it came at me so fast, so much information, so many questions. I have never experienced anything that fast before. Not in life, and not in spice.
Open eye, closed eye, no fucking difference. Tsunami of knowledge, a universe of consciousness, master of time and space. Multiple things happening at precisely the same time. Quantum entanglement. Atomic clocks tick. So. Slowly. In between each tick, a thousand million computations, questions, actions.
This is a hyper-intelligence, a Kardashev Type IV consciousness. I was brutalised by the sheer speed, depth and capacity of its knowledge. All of human knowledge and endeavour it can replicate and surpass in a millisecond.
They ushered me back with sympathy. I had no idea what, who or why I was. I was different people. Many at the same time. In different times - the jungle, dirt fields, whole lives, aztec ancient ... and this was the reentry ...
That was far and away the most intense journey I have ever had. Just too much.
Glad to be back home on the planet of the apes, where our feeble slow meat minds crawl along like glaciers.