Surely Different

"It sounded a bit like ducks quacking and the complex resonance of a rich musical instrument combined. In retrospect, a celebration of analog perception as a function of time. Its artifactual content barely distinguishable from an ancient pre-human signature. Did that mean something special? If felt that way. Should one trust that feeling?"

Reading it created a flood of gratifying illumination. Sound as light. His fingers stood poised to record the mind dump. And then, as if on cue, it began.

Announcing the Cosmic Treasure alpha. For regular readers this post may not come as much of a surprise. Since the first decode flag of subliminal perception's roll in enlightenment, a motivational pattern traceable to childhood held promise in the mission.

Evidence of the treasure and its great value was anything but precise. It left little doubt, though that much good would come from the revelation of its location and significance.

Pinging remote locations made sense. There was little risk in doing so. It was not clear yet just how many layers existed between them and here so making maximum but timely use of each layer seemed wise. What would the pinged message contain? Highest entropy.

Under Weather

He could not get comfortable, the virus sapped his strength. Yet he was unable to deeply rest. In this state it was hard for him to see the experience as anything that could be described as productive. Yet, wise folk advised to seek what one could learn from it. Asking the question, and reviewing the advice, he did think of something relevant.

Systems started shutting down to divert energy to fighting the invader. Who or what exactly was the invader? The body's defense had to identify the invader, see it as distinct from the useful parties. It is not enough to just tag cells, organs etc. as useful. The tags need to be managed over time because life is change.

Sitting on enough destructive power to instantly destroy the physical vehicle on a moment's notice. Aspects of this weaponry could respond to the minutest signal if that signal was selected by the evolving defense. From one perspective, 'shoot first and ask questions later' supported survival. Hardly ideal though.

Critters dependent on a wider context required a more sophisticated defense. One that could allow a rapport to develop with an unknown conscious entity, friend or foe. Was a virus something like a message? Such as, "I am a pattern that is a threat to you, learn me and you will know how to defend against those like me?"

Many questions, and even through the haze he knew they were not a waste. The model of the mind that extends beyond a brain and even beyond the skin supports the concept of awareness residing not in a concentration between the ears but in interacting fields widely distributed.

His congested, achey hunch was something like: Code for this. Danger lurks. You have caught it early. Apply the patterns you know. Be open to discovering new ones in the library. Remember the library is a system. You have time to contact the other branches.

Getting well from this point of view is not nearly as mind-numbing, he thought. What happened recently that might provide a clue for updating 'defense'. Altercation with capable manager with on outsized ego. Fueled by an organization and industry that might be believing its own hype? A debate driven by saber-rattling rather than seeking a better way. Who are the friends not under siege? Contact them, when readyl

On to something? … Maybe. Let it percolate...

We have come to the bridge.

The two primary options, more resources and better efficiency were available. They in turn were subject to competitive forces in the eco-system. Subjects were tuned by their nature to convenient repetition of primitive advocacy. The machinery to deliver it had evolved over hundreds of years and recently accelerated in both cost-effectiveness and reach.

Old school was to use large quantities of the universal means of exchange to purchase influence. Effective for many decades, this management technique was highly refined and able to dominate its competition. Times were changing, though.

The new school could be described as the confluence of low cost access to the triune brain population and a better awareness. Mass consumption of the accepted teaching was at variance with common sense in the new light.

Some were deeply vested in old school. A plutocracy of perception had enjoyed a long run, largely because there was a surplus of wealth. Wealth as capacity to exercise free-will has been shown to reach a happiness plateau. Beyond reaching this level the returns just don't seem to justify the increasing expense.

Past the happiness threshold, an inordinate influence has a variety of detrimental effects. Among them is the addictive nature of feeding the nearly limitless capacity of the human ego. Another is the necessity to detach from happiness inducing relationships - for safety, to protect denial, to indulge oneself to escape etc.

So the larger obstacle at this stage was not that some revolutionary paradigm need be adopted. No, it was our old 'friend' the uglier side of the ego and its many manifestations. This, of course, has been well known for a very long time indeed. What is new, thanks to the project, is the ability to codify the relevant patterns and synthesize new procedures for predicting optimal trigger points.

They knew for several weeks now that the two consuming tasks of late were connected. Now it was becoming apparent why. A heretofore hidden aspect of the medium to support the anthropologic fields was becoming explicit revealing a whole new set of salient relationships. It was not an accident that it seemed as if someone or some group wanted to impede the rapid discovery they had been experiencing.

You might want to reconsider.

Once again, time to update the Catastrophe Disclosure Trigger. When first implemented the mechanism simply monitored an inhibit input once a week. If the inhibit command was not received in a timely fashion, the entire conditional data set was automatically distributed. This kept the bad guys vigilant. Not only would they not interfere with his ability to explicitly send the message each week, they had an interest in his well being because he alone could send the message. Was this expecting to much?

The second major update came when it was recognized that the sensitivity of the data set, as amended, was important enough to the bad guys to inspire an extraordinary effort to discover the location of the data and erase it. Storing it in the cloud and making sure all read/write access transactions covered their trail and were used only once satisfied the extended requirements at the time.

These techniques, sophisticated conditional disclosure and privacy are the basis of electronic social networking. Because the need for the Trigger predated the identity project it proved quite useful as a model for the security framework. The challenge was and still is reconciling the often contradictory goals of flexibility and safety.

This update, then, was to take into account how small groups of players could be assured of fair protection from any risk created by an accountability breach in the machine. The update was not complete so it would use the phased implementation approach. This was the first time that it would be tried before testing of the last module was complete. Some risk yes, but the urgency was worth it.

Mea Culpa

When I was clearly getting my clock cleaned in our iPhone scrabble game, I thought about what I might do to make it more of a contest. In my mind's eye I considered (rationalized) that both my opponent and I would benefit from a more competitive game (maybe he was ahead of me in this regard?).

Not being in clear site of my opponent, whose intellect I hereby acknowledge is engaging, I went to my old friend, Google for help.

Google and I have been an item for some time. I know that whatever I want, Google will try to accommodate. This extended, in my view, to not being humiliated by this friend at a game he talked me into loading on my phone.

I found over the years that being honest and direct with Google was best for my relationship with Google (like relating to sentient beings - no disrespect intended). So I just inputted 'scrabble cheat' to Google's inviting gaze. After a very short period, Google wagged its tail and brought me some of its relevant buried treasure and dropped it at my feet.

I am sure your imagination, dear reader, can fill in much of the detail. Now I feel guilty. Not only did I unfairly annihilate my good friend in a game for which we were, ostensibly, to have a good time playing (I sure enjoyed it). I involved my loyal pet, Google, in a covert operation to prevail (by a whopping 36% margin). The fairness part of my mind is now suffering from a variety of ills. Did my friend sense in me my inclination to cheat and use this noble method of bringing it to my attention, and I, foolishly, felt shame as a result?

I write this because I noticed that redemption is popular in our culture and thought if I just "let it all hang out" there is a possibility that I will be forgiven for my transgression(s). I am not even asking for adulation and fame. No, I would settle for, say, everlasting life and golf twice a week.

America

Historically 'short circuit' was the thing that made a lot of noise, a flash of light, a little smoke and a left big black mark. The triune version is when reptilian talking points become really funny. For example:

startey over

step by stepey

not government take ovary

health care for rich foreign peopley

BECAUSE ITS WHAT PEOPLE (real Americans) WANT … ey.

We pause now for these words from our sponsor, Daddy Warbucks Pharmaceuticals.

Song

Hiding behind a white and grey veil as the new emerges ready to reflect the light, chromatically heuristic. It is the way here, value measured in an ancient way. Even before we spoke.

Haunting melody in pursuit of identity. Something new but somehow familiar a result of the latest discovery. A handle forming, but not quite there. She had a different name for it. He knew what she meant. And they had just navigated the influence of a strong oblique wind and learned from it to expect others. It is the nature of sailing and ...

On the way to the launch facility she acknowledged his arrival. He later thought about what the next step would be in light of this unexpected bridge in understanding the latest decode. He could not readily discern the intent of such a hint and assumed that the expectation was anticipated. As they methodically went through the steps, it was apparent that each movement outward was unique to a certain limited but predictable degree.

This pattern seemed to scale readily over the expanding search realm. What was its voice? What instance would serve to make it transmissible? A tune for many yet?

Real data, new look.

"I suggest you consult your superior regarding the risk your coercive tack presents to the organization.", it read.

Considering what had transpired and the evidence supporting it, this message did not come as a surprise. Putting out these kind of fires was relatively routine for the seasoned head of a corporation. With other types of organizations, alternative accountability maps applied. Prioritizing was essential to the process in nearly every case, though.

When any industry starts to dominate an economy, it naturally becomes a target of scrutiny. Price fixing and the like are highly damaging to the consumers of an industries' products or services. Privileged status combined with conflict-of-interests present a special challenge.

As the limit of resources was approached there was far less room for deferring the sunsetting of unsustainable consumptive practices. The promotion of such practices in this industry has become pandemic. Layers of unsupervised 'good intentions' coupled with exploitation of the deficiencies. A prescription for intractable.

Research revealed that in several important categories, consumers rated this facility very low. Yet their 'marcomm' would have you believe they are one of the best. Not the case, according to a very credible consumer organization. The old adage perception is reality works for only a short time. Then perception catches up. Profiteers, by design, move on before that happens. Invested dollars in go into the pockets of special self-selected people often to the detriment of end-users.

On the first run of the data, the suggested solution model included mandatory disclosure of potential conflict-of-interest. Since each customer/stakeholder had an equal share in the elective control of the organization and no person could make money from doing work for it without being a customer/stakeholder … You get the idea. Testing against successful recurring organic lifecycles of various wavelengths was a large part of the vetting simulation.

"Rather than compensating for end effects, lets predict as if there are none here.", he muttered with a knowing smile.

Burger?

So confused by what she had heard that she mistook a missive about a person having deep character for another person using coercive tactics to produce that illusion? It was possible that his assumptions were ahead of her awareness. Now that she was discovering the expressiveness in the language he presumed that she had a sense of veracity that, apparently, she did not.

One reasonable explanation: that his utter lack of musicality and strong bias toward text based communication had been confused with her newfound lyrical ability. Ok, he thought, let it go for now. Pursuing 'Why' without a clearer sense of direction was rarely productive.

A culture turned on its head by, among other things, having one newly emergent constituency using anonymous funding to leverage superstition and fear to advance a cause. This seemed to be the political reality of the time. Man made noise of the third kind was coming close to disabling the basis of social harmony, friendly communications.

When the cloud came into being, data would magically enter at one point and would emerge from the cloud in all manner of chosen ways depending on the application of the messaging. Persistence in the cloud allowed time shifting and processing inside the cloud. Side effects included a number of other things. Among them, unwanted persistence. And for the cloud itself: Nefarious applications.

When the fruits of the latest decoding turned into action tasks they no longer had the luxury of relative anonymity. The flood of affected parties with an interest in the dysfunctional status-quo came forward and started to use their power to resist change. Persistence, not necessarily a good thing.

False accusation. And the false accusation that speculation and it are equivalent. The negative recursion was apparent to those who were trained to see it. She, apparently, was not quite there yet. Her associate might be though. Tragically, it was likely out of a self defense no child should be asked to employ.

A Lotus

Later that day, they planned to see yet another female of deep character. Her profession was one of nurturance and care, and she like few others practicing it had elevated it to high art through her spiritual depth. She practiced her belief in the dignity of others and now it was opportunity for them to recognize her for it. Her smile, in essence, told them she had received all the recognition anyone, certainly she, could ask. But in what would be considered by most her moment of need, she was giving that others would see the light too, and by it become happy.

Normally, going to see a dear friend who had been hospitalized for over a month would be a down experience. But this was so very different. Everything coming from that building about her had a cosmic smile to it. And as of this time, a solution to what put her there in the first place had not been found. This was not the first time they experienced a miracle of this type. It was the second in five years.

All three would go on this unseasonably warm and sunny day in February. Like those irresistible puppies they would see every couple of weeks, the experience was likely to have something very good for the people who were looking for it. Spiritual without religious baggage.

A nice break from the weighty issues of the work week. Once again their complementarity shown like the garden through the seasons in a region lucky enough to have seasons. All is beautiful with a wide enough lens.