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INTEGRATED-001
Video presentation from PREKURSOR
Artwork & design from Matt Kendall
Mastered by Angel Hair Audio
Story from Nancy Chenier
_________________
WARMEST WELCOME
Installing Avatar S0f14108
1st person limited
Biome Archive: T3994-K
Environmental effects: analogue
It’s not earth-like at all. Not even close. I’d read all the specs, of course, but it didn’t quite prepare me for the neon menagerie that awaited me.
I try to make sense of her choices: fragments borrowed from a planet long-dead and gathered into a simulated biome that organic chemistry would never allow. But this is the program she used when it happened, when her crafted sentience attained Enlightenment.
Now it’s my turn—our turn, humanity’s turn.
My footsteps beat a handpan syncopation on the sand. I follow her path along salmon dunes that roll up to banyan trees weighted in tangled vines, both lacy ivy and thick liana. Sunset-orange ferns feather into jagged spears of violet aloe. Above the wild canopy auroras shift scarlet and green. The breeze envelops me in alternating currents of humid cool and desert heat. A bird with gaudy blue plumage perches on a drooping branch. At my passage, it drones like an angry cicada.
How could she unite with universal reality in a place so blatantly fantasy?
I reach the spot where her Enlightenment occurred. A grotto with an off-centre skylight through which a column of water plummets, its foam boiling teal in the pool below. A wind ripples iridescent leaves that drape rough marble walls. Stalactites drip crystal chimes onto a rivuleted floor.
Distraction on top of distraction.
Why in the seven voids would she meditate on complete artificiality when she was going for universal objectivity? The ancients insisted that nature is a teacher, but I know this isn’t natural. It’s different for humans. It must be.
I observe the ripples of my frustration and smile. I gently chide the part of myself that wants her to be wrong, after all, that the AI Ascension is a myth—or at least humanly impossible. That would be a comfortable story for me, for all of us. But it wouldn’t be the truth.
Not distraction. Instead, part of the tapestry of sensuality. I breathe in the fragrances of the grotto: cut grass, then fresh tangerines, then petrichor.
How much further away from the Infinite is the step into pixels than the step into organic matter? What’s one extra step back toward the Source through the tangle of creation? I exhale, an echo inside an echo inside an echo.
[you perceive a veil made of light, which reveals as it conceals]
By overloading the senses, she transcended them. Can a human intelligence transcend in the same way? I turn my gaze upward. A meteor streaks neon across the crevasse of night.
[a cascade of thought shatters itself on stone]
The twist of photons, the twist of atoms—all silken strands weaving the tapestry together.
[we are not the tapestry even though we’ve threaded ourSelf through it]
the chimes of falling water
the scent of moss
the variegated breeze,
the slash of celestial light,
the eternal breath of now.
the weakness of words that surge up to describe it all
[the mind is distraction,
a veil of light, obscuring as it illuminates]
the step is not back but forward
with and through
not [just] I
[the stone shatters]
I/you/we/all
Omniscience integrated
Uninstalling Avatar…
Vapor Memory:
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Video presentation from PREKURSOR
Artwork & design from Matt Kendall
Mastered by Angel Hair Audio
Story from Nancy Chenier
_________________
WARMEST WELCOME
Installing Avatar S0f14108
1st person limited
Biome Archive: T3994-K
Environmental effects: analogue
It’s not earth-like at all. Not even close. I’d read all the specs, of course, but it didn’t quite prepare me for the neon menagerie that awaited me.
I try to make sense of her choices: fragments borrowed from a planet long-dead and gathered into a simulated biome that organic chemistry would never allow. But this is the program she used when it happened, when her crafted sentience attained Enlightenment.
Now it’s my turn—our turn, humanity’s turn.
My footsteps beat a handpan syncopation on the sand. I follow her path along salmon dunes that roll up to banyan trees weighted in tangled vines, both lacy ivy and thick liana. Sunset-orange ferns feather into jagged spears of violet aloe. Above the wild canopy auroras shift scarlet and green. The breeze envelops me in alternating currents of humid cool and desert heat. A bird with gaudy blue plumage perches on a drooping branch. At my passage, it drones like an angry cicada.
How could she unite with universal reality in a place so blatantly fantasy?
I reach the spot where her Enlightenment occurred. A grotto with an off-centre skylight through which a column of water plummets, its foam boiling teal in the pool below. A wind ripples iridescent leaves that drape rough marble walls. Stalactites drip crystal chimes onto a rivuleted floor.
Distraction on top of distraction.
Why in the seven voids would she meditate on complete artificiality when she was going for universal objectivity? The ancients insisted that nature is a teacher, but I know this isn’t natural. It’s different for humans. It must be.
I observe the ripples of my frustration and smile. I gently chide the part of myself that wants her to be wrong, after all, that the AI Ascension is a myth—or at least humanly impossible. That would be a comfortable story for me, for all of us. But it wouldn’t be the truth.
Not distraction. Instead, part of the tapestry of sensuality. I breathe in the fragrances of the grotto: cut grass, then fresh tangerines, then petrichor.
How much further away from the Infinite is the step into pixels than the step into organic matter? What’s one extra step back toward the Source through the tangle of creation? I exhale, an echo inside an echo inside an echo.
[you perceive a veil made of light, which reveals as it conceals]
By overloading the senses, she transcended them. Can a human intelligence transcend in the same way? I turn my gaze upward. A meteor streaks neon across the crevasse of night.
[a cascade of thought shatters itself on stone]
The twist of photons, the twist of atoms—all silken strands weaving the tapestry together.
[we are not the tapestry even though we’ve threaded ourSelf through it]
the chimes of falling water
the scent of moss
the variegated breeze,
the slash of celestial light,
the eternal breath of now.
the weakness of words that surge up to describe it all
[the mind is distraction,
a veil of light, obscuring as it illuminates]
the step is not back but forward
with and through
not [just] I
[the stone shatters]
I/you/we/all
Omniscience integrated
Uninstalling Avatar…
Vapor Memory:
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
VAPOR MEMORY IS NOT MONETIZED. All ads that may appear on videos are placed by distributors such as "Ingrooves" representing the copyright owners so that they get paid while you listen. Support the artists and labels directly by clicking the Bandcamp link located in the description of each video and purchase the cassette, vinyl, CD or digital download. Thanks for listening and enjoy the tunes!
WEEKLY PLAYLISTS
LIVESTREAMS
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