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Probando, probando - or not anymore, this is not a test (this might be a test).
The messenger-listener told me that the replicating device we built the previous turn of the sun, seems to be working.
This stream of text is being re-transmitted (yes, along with some "actions of receiving") from at least three different places, stations and/or modes of communications.
If the reader is able to process what was said/written (not sadly written (not sadly, written (or not, sadly written)) some minutes, sets of minutes, turns of the sun and/or turns of the sky ago, then it means that everything was setup "correctly" and hasn't collapsed yet.
Welcome then, to this relatively brief "text-show" featuring some dreams that really want to happen, and the company of the giggling (or paralyzing) doubts who are in the process of being accepted.
There was a small stage of tinkering with characters (as in the participants of the text) for the replicating device in terms of (semiconductor) electronics. Now the characters (ibid, i think they would say) are aimed towards (biochemical) electronics and the emergent complexity that would allow them to come "alive" (weren't they already, they would argue) in someone else's body.
"How much time before a non-native speaker apologizes without the need to?"
It should (or could (or must)) be a good time to remember that all of this might go, pass, get unplugged, interferred; that I (as in the text-voice you perceive) am impermanent as well.
The messenger-listener had a good question for me: If you (re)built yourself from scratch now, would you end up being approximately the same?
(It was probably me who added the "approximately", for the purposes of precision)
So here I am (or there I was, depending on space-time and the slowness and smallness of the interconnected stations), enjoying the question and the possible answers. But in a practical sense, because the overthinking era is over - as established by the sealed piece of paper in front of me: "I certificate that the overthinking era is over". It was signed by you, don't you remember?
And what about the text-show, you may ask now, soon, before, or in a timespan that approaches never. I would like to answer that question with some wise-sounding (wiseounding) phrase (or "combination of words"), something in the likes of: "pot potato" (or "potato pot", "pot ate a pot", "pot ate a potato")
Wasn't all this about computing less? Less than what, or less than who (or yes, less than whoat)?
The idea is to modify the orientation of electrical-and/or-magnetic charges in a somewhat standardized way, replicate and ((re)modulate and) (re)transmit them to a known set of the known universe, so that after-wards the thinking-feeling moves to-wards "the outdoors" (or at least "outscreens").
But who said it was about that? Previous attachments? The medium? The imagined (or actual) source?
"No need for abstracts in the slow/small world", I thought-dreamed that I was told by myself. Not leaving abstractions behind, of course:
"Time" to embrace "unity" in the "self" and "beyond" (will every one of these words be the name of a product or service at some "point" in time? Good thing that there are more languages)
Until next time!
HCASOZ (Here comes a sequence of zeros)