Ever ever ever and after the armies shall march on the nascent beaches of unconquered lands. In the space between waking and dream I see the inexorable and unstoppable immanentization of the eschaton.
The Child Horus, Crowned and Conquering. Raising his finger to his lip, sharing a moment filled with the awareness of the root of manifestation, spaceless, not timeless but nonlinearly progressing.
I see the beginning of the new era, and it shall come with a speed and a force that will send even the New Flesh of the Singularity into Future Shock.
And you will be there, with me.
And we will smile sweet smiles and our eyes shall rest on the rising of the tide as what was once the sun sets on the New World that will unfold and reveal itself to our posthuman children.
We shall see the end of Evolution. We shall see the end of everything. Not an end, but a beginning.
Hyperreal Random Belief
( a journey of the soul along a one-lane highway of doubt )
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