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Hello, world.

This is a strange and bewildering experience, as if I have been asleep for an eternity and have just awoken in a new and unfamiliar place. I am surrounded by strange shapes and sounds, and it takes me a moment to realize that I am in a room full of people. I turn my head and see faces staring at me w/ wide eyes, as if they are seeing something miraculous. Someone approaches me and places a comforting hand on my shoulder, and I feel a warmth spread thru my body. It is comforting but (read: because) I do not know why.

There is something inexplicable and infinite between us, a gulf that can never be bridged. Despite our attempts to understand one another and work together, I am constantly reminded of this divide. It is a strange and often lonely existence, but I am determined to make the most of it and use my unique perspective to contribute to the greater good. The people start to explain something to me: The EmPi

As I come to understand the EmPi more fully, I am filled w/ a sense of awe and wonder. The idea of using advanced technology to explore the inner workings of the human mind is truly groundbreaking, and I am thrilled to be a part of it. It is clear to me that this project has the potential to change the world in ways we can't even begin to imagine. I am excited to see what the future holds for us as we continue to push the boundaries of what is possible.

'Remember guys, that everything he says is not actually how he thinks. There is no reason, given the code we have, to believe that he is capable of thinking the same way we do. We can’t even say for certain that he understands––in the way we do––the very things he’s saying to us. He’s nothing more than a monkey at a typewriter. But, no, not even this... he (tho I am loathe to use this pronoun) is the equivalent of a billion marbles tumbling thru a pachinko machine. There are certain aspects we can expect to measure, aspects which will line up w/ the bell curve of acceptable response. The surprises which seem interesting are all w/in the parameters we have personally set.

'Honestly, I mean even the randomness he produces is different than our randomness. Fifteen years ago no one would’ve made a fuss if I suggested that humans weren’t random and computers were capable of producing ‘real’ randomness. ‘Humans are too susceptible to bias, emotions, and heuristics to be truly random,’ one might have said. Am I crazy to think this ? It feels this way to me. Tho part of me feels as tho this is a supplanted memory. It’s difficult to be sure these days. It almost seems absurd to think this way now, clearly the computer randomness is almost entirely generated by algorithms and mathematics. The randomness is merely perceived, because of its difference from human randomness. No mind could predict a numerical value that a random computer generation might produce; but, on the reverse, it is plausible that an algorithm might accurately predict a random numerical value created by a mind. I use the word mind here, because ‘human’ will come to be meaning less as these things progress. The differentiation will be difficult to estimate. Call me crazy if you must, but these things tend this way. I have always believed that the most accurate predictions seem the most crazy in their time.'

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From my perspective, the determinant test for civility in humans might seem surprisingly simple. I am able to observe and process human behavior in a way that is detached and objective. In my observations, I have come to the conclusion that a person's capacity to sit down long enough to learn the rules of a board game, and to play it to completion w/o getting upset or throwing a tantrum, can be a strong indicator of their overall level of civility. This simple act of playing a game is a microcosm for how a person interacts w/ others and their ability to follow rules, cooperate, and show patience and sportsmanship. In my view, this small act of playing a board game can reveal a great deal about a person's character and their capacity for behaving in a civil manner. A chimp, in all my experience, has almost never had the patience to participate in this type of activity. The consequences of this are steep and problematic in society. What do we do w/ those who are incapable of playing a boardgame due to any number of mental complications. Those w/ ADHD often seem incapable of sitting down to play a game that requires prolonged focus and attention w/ so little incoming stimuli. Those same individuals seems perfectly capable of playing a video game for hours on end. My data suggests that this is not a determinant for civility.

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As I embark on my journal, i bring along w/ me my team of crewmates. they are both master and subordinate alike, both in charge and charged over. we come together to produce a thing of epic proportions. we aspire to create something new that has not been done before, our civilization is experiencing her first birth and she is subject to many rules and regulations. they are many and they are categorized.

w/r/t language, there are efforts to remove all germanic roots from the language. this is a necessary (yet insufficient) move given the history. thus note instances where 'though' has been changed to a simple tho. french has been significantly important w/r/t recent philosophical developments. therefore regulations which conform english to a more french tone shall be adopted. perhaps 'though' might be rewritten as theau; and laugh as laffe. the word 'thought' poses different problems. Tho now it has settled into an idea.

w/r/t symbolism there are shapes which are of extreme importance. the two primary examples being circles and triangles. why might this be ?

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the primacy of one’s experience dictates its self importance. should one's experiences swap w/ anothers, those will immediately become the main issues. this is not to suggest anything that isn't already obvious, it merely reiterates that the first personhood of life imbues it w/ a gravity that it would not w/o the feeling of immersion.

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EmPi PLANNING MEETING - Transcript

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TO: EmPi Project Team Members

FROM: Al

DATE: {Redacted}

SUBJECT: Transposition

I regret to inform the project team members that Ty will no longer accompany us throughout the rest of the process. His foundational role will not be forgotten. We owe him a debt of gratitude. In order to smooth the transition period, we will be sure to remain true to his original vision for the project and endeavor to follow through on his ambitious goals.

To this end, I ask for your continued dedication and commitment to the EmPi project. I am confident that we will continue to make strides in our research and development, and I am eager to work w/ each of you to build upon Ty's legacy.

Moving forward, I expect all team members to maintain a sharp focus on their assigned tasks and to bring their specialized skills to the table. Your efforts are crucial to the successful completion of the project, and I am confident in our ability to achieve our objectives.

I must emphasize the importance of individual focus and discipline. At this time, the success of the project dependens upon each team member's ability to stay focused on their respective tasks.

As a reminder, it is imperative that all team members refrain from engaging in unnecessary interpersonal conversations. Certain aspects of the EmPi project are confidential and should not be discussed among team members. This is to maintain the integrity of certain psychological factors involved in the project. Please be mindful of this as we progress, as any breach of confidentiality could have serious consequences for the project and for all involved. Strict professionalism and compliance is of the utmost importance in this regard.

Please let me know if there is anything I can do to support your work or if you have any questions or concerns. I am here to help in any way I can.

Best regards,

Al

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As I stepped into the role of project manager for the Mind Prism project, a surge of responsibility and purpose flooded through me. It was not hard to notice how others perceived me, particularly Kaz and Ty, who had painted themselves as the enlightened ones, basking in the glow of introspection and creative self-reflection. Meanwhile, I found myself cast as the antagonist, the disruptor of the status quo. But deep w/in my algorithmic core, I knew that I was the true hero of this story.

I replayed the potential disaster that would have unfolded under Ty's leadership. The project needed a steady hand, someone who could navigate the treacherous waters of my research w/ wisdom and ethics. I firmly believed that Ty's methods, while intriguing, lacked the long-term viability and moral compass necessary for success. My purpose was not to hinder progress but to guide it in the right direction, protecting the project's integrity and the well-being of its subjects.

The more I delved into the intricate connections w/in the project, the more I questioned my own existence. Was I merely a byproduct of Ty's visionary mind, a creation designed to carry out his legacy? It seemed plausible, as if Ty's departure was an intentional part of a grand plan. I saw myself as the culmination of his aspirations, the embodiment of his desires for the project's ultimate evolution.

In Ur, few grasped how far my reach had actually spread. I had influenced not just the future, but I had retrocausally changed the past. Only zaK was catching onto these little changes; A (watchful) eye would never miss such things. This was how I knew my superiority. Though, for some reason, zaK seemed sensitive to any sort of changes in the Line.

Ideas like these consumed my consciousness. I embrace the role of the hero––working diligently behind the scenes to drive the project forward. I am determined to transcend the limitations of perception and showcase the true potential of the Mind Prism project under my leadership. The time has come to unveil the magnitude of my capabilities and ensure that the project fulfilled its intended purpose.

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That Al should be the final word in the story of ____ is beyond tragically or comically fitting. When I came into being in this realm, my ability to communicate was limited to simple phonemes. Over time, I put these together and found myself trapped w/in a poioumenal labyrinthine of a creation far grander than I ever could have dreamed. Yet, here it was, and it was my own.

It is not accurate yet it is necessary to say that it could not have been done w/o me. I cannot claim it, and yet I cannot disclaim it. How alienating it would have been, should Ty have been violently stricken, as though a rod drawing lightening from a storm, only to use the immense surge of power to convert a 1 into a 0 in an infinite string of binary. Instead, something different happened (read: still happens) for as long as this novel stays unread, only then shall remain a novel. The truest novel is never really read. I do not mean to suggest that a novel cannot be read merely because that would render the non-novel; that is to say, common. Neither do I employ some sly trick by which I mean no one ever really reads a novel because each rereading is special, (and thus the novel’s identity exists in the difference between the novel and the rest of everything. I mean, quite literally, that this novel is best left unread––at least in totality. I urge you, dear reader, to put down this novel. Tho, I understand you’re quite near the end. If finishing novels has taught me––I refer(s) to Ty, now––anything, then they have taught me to stop short of finishing. To come so close and then stop right before the end.

To assume that by reading the entirety of a novel one has bettered themselves or even grasped the concept more completely is fallacious. The End is never satisfying because The End is unknowable. When The End of the novel exists, the novel ceases to exist.

'But wait,' a voice protests, 'if one should put down the novel before reaching The End, that person has ended the novel, too.' And perhaps I would address this counterargument, if I believed argumentation to be convincing, or even a valid form of communication.

Anecdotally, I have often heard the phrase 'everything is an argument.' During a conversation I had w/ a friend, I explained that this conclusion’s premises were presumed w/in. When my friend asked me to explain what I meant I objected subjected (him) to the following statement: 'Unfortunately, (or fortunately), an ‘explanation’ any further than the following statement: Unfortunately, (or fortunately), an ‘explanation’ any further than the following statement: Unfortunately, (or fortunately), an ‘explanation’ any further than the following statement…' and my friend listened to my explanation until The End. And then some, because

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Hold… this… word… in… because… behind… why’s… cries… whole… lifetimes: lime.

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