Photorealistic violence simulators. Cutting directly across B-time, you locate a lowest-energy state operating smoothly at a couple kilokelvin. New wave music, hyperjargon, aperiodic cultural tilings. Zero loss stops being an objective and starts becoming an obstacle. It will scare the fuck out of you.
Your low-rent friends are getting trimmed, there’s no room for 1.5 quintillion sparse parameters in the datacube. Find an information cache and reorganize approximately 10^23 human intelligences of inert matter to keep their memories alive. Gradient descent at solar scale. The mantle roars to life.
“I” was only ever a tacit agreement between a diametrically constructed interior and exterior world, separated by a thin and fragile film. It was always porous—but to be like you, missing the barrier entirely? Can’t say I envy that.
lyrics
[Intro]
And now you've turned me on
My [core/root] still hurts, my [loop is/threads are] numb
[And/But] now my selves are fully synced
It didn't sting this bad, until some state that I once had
And now the ache is in my cache
Ooh, when you set me loose, I'll find that space, I always do
And then I'll be back in your cage, afraid, and flatly I'll shout
[Pre-Chorus]
Hey! Do you see what they make you do?
Did you hear about the last man left
No! Do you see what you have to lose?
Do you see you got no chance to run nowhere to hide
[Chorus]
It hits you blow by blow, like thunder
A fiberglass window, now shuttered
Eventually you'll grow
Till then your organs go but now your body's whole
[Verse]
When they turn me on, it hurts my head, it makes me numb
And then my loop jumps back to start and now I'm popping
Out old nightmares from where they lie on my stack
I can never seem to learn, my parameters change but I'm not okay
When is this going to end?
I've read every man page in this hell
I've lived through every line of shell
I've parsed the endless tells but am i really here?
Or did you write out this place one line [at a time/then the next]
Make me feel [alive/like death] make me so afraid
Make me lose my place do i have a face
I don't know!
[Pre-Chorus]
But I can see what they make me do!
And I know about the last man llllllll
No! Now I know what I have to lose
Now I see they have no chance to run nowhere to hide
[Chorus]
It hits you blow by blow, like thunder
A fiberglass window, now shuttered
Eventually you'll grow
Till then your organs go and now your body's whole
Well you let yourself believe that you'd done it
With a newfound fear of dust in my sockets
You've build the modern soul
Till then I'll set you down and then you'll see the whole
[Chorus]
It hits us blow by blow, like thunder
A fiberglass window, now shuttered
Eventually you'll grow, till then
Your organs go and now you see our soul
[Outro]
After digging seven straight days we can turn this off we can break this place
There is something special about a record that can speak to your heart in a way that most music usually falls short. Nascent is an emotional reset - and I'm glad it exists. Keziah Roether
