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Important Author's Note

Something a little different from me today. These are all pieces of text that I wrote in response to the prompt network at the last writer's meet up I went to. These were typed on my laptop while everyone else in the room was doing their own thing.

I feel like it is a good thing to share this snapshot of "in progress" work and where I abandoned things, and where I then I picked them back up. Writing to a timer, and coming up with ideas based on them is a difficult thing to do, but I wasn't really feeling this prompt, until I kept pushing.

So today's post has three things for you to experience. I have also shared my thought patterns about this pieces after the fact.


#1

My Brain Storm:

How does the brain work? Neural networks, connectivity, computer, simulated conciousness...

Write:

A mass of cables for a thinking machine. Assembled by thinking, biological machines. The neural network was a marvel, technologically speaking - if it could work. Beyond the basics of a trained artificial intelligence models, it was to be a study into the emergence of consciousness.

Produce an environment in which a slurry of grey matter, electrical impulse and chemical signallers intermingle, and do you have the building blocks for somewhat more than strangeness and charm?

Surely, on the quantum level all things are entangled, in more than causality and correlation. Entangled in the soup of matter


#2

My Thought:

What about if I wrote about networking from a job perspective

Write:

"Why should we hire you for this job?"

"I can tell the future", she threatened.

"Why do you want to work for this company?"

"I can tell the future." she replied.

"Do you care to elaborate?"

She picked up the pen. "I can tell the future," she offered. "The pen will fall." She dropped it. She retrieved it from the desk. "The pen will sign, the ink will run out. A colleague will steal it."

The interviewer seemed to squirm in the seat. What had led to this strange woman striding into the office with such confidence. "We don't work in predictions."


#3

Thought: No, I liked Entangled in the soup of matter. I haven't written a poem, so here goes...

Write:

Entangled in the soup of matter
The tendrils of lightning patter
Inert ceramic response
A pang of impending loss

Cables transmit quiet
Insatiable, roaring riot
Data fed to face
At accelerating pace

Roots grow in the ground
Waiting to be found
By a digging machine
Yellow metal gleam

A severed line
Extra time

Disconnect
Object
Reject
Inspect
Suspect
Neglect

Entangled in some cosmic goo
Who is the other, but not you?


I ended up reading the poem to the group. The really liked the last line. I liked the part about the digging machine cutting cables. My brain works in funny ways.

Which was your favourite?



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I like the poem.

Reminds me of the time someone in the small town I lived in cut a very important internet backbone cable with a backhoe in the 90s. I think they said something like $7M an hour it was down.


As an aside, I give you credit, I couldn't write under pressure like that, at all, no matter the time limit.

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I used to work telecommunications. Some of the repair bills for cut lines near exchanges or points of interconnect were wild, only in terms of the hours techs had to spend, let alone compensation to customers and co-located services.

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The moment with the excavator chewing up buried lines is the one that’s stuck with me. The rhythm were punchy and it made the tech feel physical, like spreadsheets meeting dirt, which made me chuckle. It definately captured that snap when a connection dies, like it was still their in the room.

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Thank you for your comment, but I can't help but feel that it isn't genuine. The structure of your language makes me feel as though this is AI generated. Are you human, or are you not?

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I'm impressed you came up with a poem in five seconds XD

The first one sounds like a potential seed for a roleplaying game, second one would be an awesome skit XD The amateur theatre group I was in at uni would have had some fun with that in one of our shows where it was all skits/shorts.

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Bit more than five seconds. :P

I had no idea where I was going with it. Felt a bit lost :D

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Dang.. too deep for me.

what happens if quantum entanglement is before the physical not after. that is everything is connected, but the entanglement we think we are seeing is merely as good as our science is able to see.

In short we are at phase one - awareness the entanglement is present, but still seeing it with the lens of the tools in this reality.. a long way to go..

Also She could have asked for backpay and severance pay in advance (After saying i can tell i'll resign in 4 yearS).

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Go have a read of this: https://peakd.com/hive-161155/@holoz0r/fiction-atomic-origins

It is one of my best stories. Relevant to your points above :P

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Nice.

Maybe relevant as well...

I remember darkness, a period of nothing so long it eventually became something, something that somehow slipped into a dream, a dream that became a reality... this reality!

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I still have part two of our combined story on my to do list, btw :P I have just been overwhelmed with other things. It will get done. Can't tell you when. :P

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Entangled in some cosmic goo
Who is the other, but not you?

That is a rhyming couplet of which you should be proud. Love it.

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And all of this I do not write with with the conscious intent to produce such things. I just write.

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