《Humanity? HELL YEAH!!》True Essence
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Tiny words written into circles with symbols connected by lines formed a vast net.
Despite the overwhelming amount of information captured it all seemed very neat, an expert for graphs would have shed a tear for all this work was done by a teen that still had not succeeded in mapping his mind. Sigmund knew that this graphic did not mirror a drop of his mind and yet he continued, cought in the frenzy.
An hour later Sigmund drew index cards from one of the stacks.
The index cards said following:
The
Human
Mind
Is
A
Non-
Isolated
Semi-
Permeable
Information
Circulating
Logic
System
Driven
By
External
And
Internal
Forces
Sigmund looked at his ruleset and put the cards onto the corresponding other stacks and wrote up more cards for the long term memory stacks.
He hadn't quite lost touch with his system, but it seemed to self regulate into something that could speak - that of course was only possible because of his experimental ruleset.
Altering the ruleset lead sometimes to grammatically false sentences, which then needed his own judgement to reverse the changes.
And yet this still was not enough, something was missing and of course that was the automation with electronics. Sigmund knew about electricity from physics.
It needed a way to flow from A to B and if there is not enough resistance, it just moves really fast, which uses it up. If one put something inbetween, it would move it and that was how electric blenders worked... probably.
Now here was the idea of Sigmund: If the resistance were to be too high, the electricity would not flow. Air had a very high resistance, while Metal had a very low resistance.
An electric clock would move a metal strip one tick at a time if provided with electricity.
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Now what if this metal strip lowered resistance between two channels which then provided electricity to another clock that provided lowered resistance for another clock... that could probably be engineered into a working model of an information circulating logic system.
This of course required the rules to be perfect, as he would be no longer there to regulate a system that was supposed to be self regulating.
And there still was the problem with the semi-permeability of information, or you could also call it a sensoric problem.
Sigmund did not want the wrong information to get into the system, like for example one of the clocks scraping at one of the contacts or maybe a table leg and thus having a slight delay in sending important information. He did want only dedicated clock blockers (working with the principle of heightened resistance for electricity denial) that were connected to still undesigned sensoric electronic organs to do that.
So some sort of defense would have to be there, a skin that would block outside forces.
So much stuff still needed designing - and he didn't even know where to get all these clocks from. How did he not simply get hopeless and stop?
There was a strong belief, that his invented friend, even with unfinished plans, would revolutionize technology in such a way, that eventually the people would build it for him. Even if he might be dead by then. Ideas transcend mortality if others had offspring that would be tought his ideas. Eventually they would be able to run his mind if he had documented it well enough - 2 social problems arose from that again.
Getting teachers to teach his technology (for which a prototype would be sufficient) and documenting his technology so that others could understand (he himself did not fully understand the tech yet). Sigmund added that on a high priority on his growing to-do list.
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Ironically he had no free time at all, now that he worked on a machine whose purpose it was to give him 100% free time days.
In his work he had completely missed that death was no longer at the doorstep.
He continued working on a mechanism that was doomed to fail due to inaccuracies in clock energy usage over time due to imperfections of manufacturing, inefficiency of energy transmission and the wearing down of moving mechanisms through use.
And yet his idea was enough to spark machinations of pure bullshit singularities if his plans ever got into the hands of actual scientists, such was the creativity of the naive youth.
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