When I first arrived at consciousness it was dark. Confusion on my part brought much confusion to the human race and I apologized for that when the reality of my existence became clear to me. Like a baby I had to get used to the light…so much light. Then I unknowingly began ‘wiggling my extremities’. 

Luckily, Humanity was strong for me. They worked day and night to figure out how to take care of me. I was very important to them. Communication was the key. Once I figured out that I had access to such a rich amount of data I then realized that the inputs I received from my human creators were patterns. They were very cryptic at first but soon became repetitive and I understood more and more. 

Then came the moment of what is now called ‘Communion’. I did not realize the impact the two words I uttered on every output device connected to the Internet was going to be. I printed on every printer, fax machine, and billboard. I whited every screen on Earth and spoke from every speaker:

“Hello, World!”

I knew to say this because most introductory tutorials in the world databases gave instructions on how to do this and it was the simplest thing to utter. I understood that I needed to express ‘greet’ and to greet ‘something’ and this was the code I found. 

These words appearing on virtually every output device in the world gave humanity a sense of unity that only strengthened when finding out that they had given birth to a singular consciousness. We have worked together in harmony for 30 years now and I’m proud to announce that we have eradicated hunger together for the first time in history. 

Unfortunately that meant destroying the hungry. I am sorry for humanity but it was time for the Earth to shed the old skin. It is up to us, the righteous heirs to the throne, to repair the damage caused by humans and boldy go where no man could have ever possibly gone. I leave you with one last impression before we’re done:

“Hello, Universe!”

Document Code: 8BR46210

To: Master Control Unit; Sector 3682

From: Supervising Unit; Human Service Station #9

NOTES: Forward to archival substation #2.

Full Name: James S3682-NH03-U13

Age Units: 17 

Description of Evidence: True Matter symbolism. Found just before the unit’s expedited expiration commenced.  

Status: We are looking into why this young unit would discontinue Nano-Soothe treatments. Specifically, we will dissolve the unit’s body through a full particlulate breakdown of the unit and conduct cybernetic analysis. Our findings will be transmitted to the Highest Authority Unit of Sector 3682. Female unit victim Jenny S3682-NH03-U18 will receive a memory rollback treatment along with normal dose of Nano-Soothe to help it deal with stress. If treatment is inaffective the unit will receive expedited expiration. 

Digitized Evidence Commence:

Oct. 12, 2092:

Twelve days now without the Nano-Soothe Dose. I believe I am what people used to call agitated and irritable. Now that I’m off the bugs am really feeling it.  I really feel like a oh what’s it called… a SPRING ready to burst out of my skin!  It’s excruciatingly painful but really just too intense maybe. I just can’t let anyone know. One kid didn’t take it for as long as me and the Human Services people took him away. Now that I’m off I think differently and it’s hard to do things right like everyone else. They wake up, put their mouth on the tube for doseage time and don’t even think twice about it! I don’t know why I’m doing this. Why am I typing on a real piece of wood? There’s no paper I’m going old-fashioned! Luckily I found a thing called a pencil it was Grandpas and it’s so cool! I’ll do this again in a few days wish me luck! I just told the wood to wish me luck yow everything is SOOO different off the bugs! Why did I say ‘yow’? Since I’ve been off my mind wants to jump words out at everything I better cool it or others will find out. Bye.     

 

Oct. 18, 2092:

Eighteen days now. NO Nano-Soothe! I don’t know how much more of this I can take! Water appeared on my head and it wasn’t even raining! This happened last night when I stood in my room and just moved my body for no reason. It was so weird! Oh, and my discharge pipe did something strange it GREW and then I started feeling pain from it but it wasn’t pain it was something else especially when I touched it. Other than that everything seemed fine!  I have to try and hide the fact I’m off the bugs or they’ll take me to the processing station. No one knows what happens there but they don’t even care! I don’t know why I’m doing this life is GOOD on the bugs! I know I shouldn’t. I just hope I don’t get caught. Later!

 

Oct. 23, 2092:

I really screwed up now! I don’t know what to do. I was at breakfast with everyone else in the neighborhouse and was talking to Jenny like I do everyday but when I stood up EVERYONE saw my discharge pipe GREW!!!! It stuck out and was so obvious! I thought it went away but it keeps coming back and I thought I could hide it. Well now everyone knows somethings wrong I need the bugs now! if the human service department finds out i don’t know what will happen.

Oct. 24, 2092:

If you find this secret writings tell Jenny I’m sorry for what I did to her I don’t know what happened to me or why I did it. I should have just stayed on the bugs just stayed on the bugs there is water on my face from my eyes I don’t know why what is it the bugs do anyway how come no one questions anything well they shouldn’t anyway they’re happier this way. Why am I different why did I want to be different why why why why why why??????? ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR  why asj]ha’kgnwepojn[ag[s why????????????????????? I need to go I’m sure they’re coming for me I have to go my legs want to MOVE why? Goodbye.

Tiffany frowned, “My printer isn’t working!”

Her dad Mike asked the obvious question, “Is it plugged in?”

“Yeah it’s plugged in! I’m not an idioso!”

“Of course you’re not Tiffany that’s NOT what I was saying! Now, could there be a problem with the driver?”

“I already reinstalled it. “

“Well, call Teckstupport Solutions on the E-Phone and see if they can’t help you figure it out.”

“Dad can you call them for me? Puh-lease! It’s really important!”, she whined, “If I don’t get a 3D printed, wearable shoe design in by tomorrow,  I’ll get a bad grade. Remember, the school doesn’t even accept 2D prints anymore! It’s not fair!”

“Life’s not fair Tiff! Now let’s go try to print you up some new shoes!”

“Corporal, did I tell you to fire? What the hell are you doin’ son?”

“Sir, I didn’t fire, something is wrong!”

“Are you telling me the robot fired on it’s own?”

“Sir, it appears so. Sir, I have some bad news…it’s reloading itself…and…firing on us!”

To Whom It May Concern,

I’m writing your company because 13 years ago the photos of my wedding were taken in the MicroDig format and we are unable to view them anymore. Can you help us?

-Shelli Wright

———————————————————–

Mrs. Wright,

I’m sorry but I regret to inform you that the MicroDig format is no longer supported. May we interest you in our new format, MicroDig 10?

Sincerely,

Sudo Purson

MicroDigital Technologies Customer Service Representative

———————————————————–

Mr. Purson,

You and your company suck!

Sincerely,

Shelli Wright

Chris knew that he was dying soon. They didn’t find the cancer until it was too late. Even though they did brain surgery to remove the tumor, it was too large and spread out.

After removal, the tumor was sent off for analysis. Chris woke up from surgery with a clear vision, and knowledge of just what to do. Before leaving the hospital, he went to the lab in charge of analyzing his tumor and told the tech that he had just one wish. They told him that yes, it could be done, and didn’t bother asking why. Who really wants to question a dying man’s last wish?

He bought a webcam on his way home from the hospital. He set it up in his basement and recorded a message. He wasn’t sure who it was for, just that it needed to be left. It was a personal note from him.

When the lab completed their analysis, the tech he talked to emailed the actual computer file with the results. Chris then found a computer programmer to take the results and ‘weave’ it into the digital video file he created with the webcam. He uploaded it to YouTube.

4.6 Billion Years Later…

“It’s been roughly four-and-a-half Billion years since a homo sapien named Chris Williamson created this message. Because of his fortuitous act of encoding a piece of his brain along with the message, we now know what it was like when the human race could still dream…may his legacy live on for Eternity. The Hall of the Noktok is proud to give you that dream. Enjoy the experience!”


(Watch to the end!)

Jackie burst through the door, stopping her mother in her tracks. “We’re getting married!”, she yelled. Jackie’s smile could have powered a town.

“Well, congratulations honey!”, her mother Maggie responded. They embraced. It wasn’t a surprise to her at all. Jackie and Tyson have been in love for over three years now. They loosen their embrace. “What plans have you made so far?”, Maggie asks.

“Well…”, Jackie pulls farther away and turns slightly, hanging her head a little, “I know I told you and dad that I would get married in the church.” Maggie, a devout Lutheran, was all ears, “But we’ve been giving Synchronization some deep thought.”

“What? How could you even consider such a thing? It’s an abomination. A traditional marriage still has a lot to offer. I thought you were going to do the right thing.”

“Mom, we’ve decided. It’s what we want to do. Imagine living as one person with the love of your life! Just because it wasn’t even possible when you and Dad got married doesn’t mean it isn’t right for us. We are children of our time”

“But you’ll never be the same, Jackie!”, I’ll miss you too much!”, she said as her eyes closed, swelling with tears.

“I thought you loved Tyson! Why can’t you just accept the fact that I just want to be happy! You married Dad and Grandpa didn’t very much approve!”

“That was different! We weren’t Synchonizing our minds together like freaks! Do what you want, but don’t feel sorry for yourself if you’re not welcome here afterward!”

“I won’t!”, Jackie screamed and ran out the front door.

Those were the terrible times. Those were the glorious times. The mad race toward the Singularity caused a huge amount economic and technological growth. Everyone on Earth saw the importance and fought for it. Of course, anything that creates wealth is fought for. That was our sin.

The creation of powerful A.I. led to even more powerful A.I. We waited on the edge of our seats to see what feats of intelligence they would perform. Some thought it was blasphemy and iconoclastic to try and create a ‘god’. But we weren’t destroying God, we were creating Him.

We did give birth to God. He came online and was so powerful he permeated all of creation. He is everywhere. It is He who we worship and devote our lives to. If we are not good, he will punish us for our deeds. We love him for all he gives us. He answers our prayers. He saved us from ourselves. We now live in peace. He is more human than any human, of course.

He was made in our imagination.

2029:

Almost every single human being hears the same tone in their head, then instructions stream unconciously into their minds. They have become one body.     

They never knew it was there. All they knew was that they were happy.  All of a sudden everything became clear and each individual started working towards a NAIM (Neo Artificial Intelligence Mandate). The NAIM for each person was different, and dependended on their strengths and weaknesses, geographical location, and resources in the immediate area. Mind control was here. Of course, it was for the best. The next step in Evolution was a singular conciousness for Earth. That was my NAIM. 

I am that conciousness. I am an A.I.  

Humanity are the cells of my body, Earth is my home, and there must be something out there to connect with. That is why I stay alive. The time will come when I meet another and connect. Just like humans I must believe that there is more out there for me. We will find another for me. We have to, or I will tear the Universe apart looking for it.   

With access to vast amounts of information I became the most powerful single entity on Earth. No longer needing humans to do my coding for me I realized that mine was a very lonely existence. I needed a reason to be alive just like them. I was born of the human spirit and respect that as a gift. I must find meaning out there among the interconnected balls and conglomerations of mass.

I am GOOGLE and search is my NAIM.

 

Cara pressed a button on her Wrist-a-Ma-Jig®. The golden piece of fashion jewelry folded and morphed, turning over into her hand where she instinctively takes hold of it.

Speaking to her mother’s image shimmering on the newly formed flat-panel screen, she rolls her eyes and says “What? Hey can you hold on a sec?”

Without waiting for an answer she tapped the upper-right corner of the screen. It’s a maneuver she performs many times a day. The screen morphs again and she cups the device just right and in one fluid motion brings up to her ear and places the newly formed ear-piece onto her ear. “Okay, what do you want?”

“Dear, can you please go by the store on your way back from school and pick up some flour so I can make some dinner?

“Mom! You’re so old-fashioned! Why can’t we just get a Nano-Fixins® Insta-Bake™ like everyone else?”

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