In Space No One Can…

In space no one can hear you fart.

This was the slogan of the soon-to-be bio colony. Biological humans were no longer desirable. Complete cyberization was the norm.

The solution was extreme, but who would argue against a future without farts?

Me and Myself part 2

It has been fifteen years since I copied my brain. My other self has dwarfed me in importance and accomplishment. How can I, merely human, compete with the superhuman manifestation of myself. The abilities of the other truly surpass my own in every way.

Occasionally, we work together creatively to construct art objects. Most of these have focused on the dynamic between human and post human existence. In one instillation there is a row of mirrors. The first mirror replaces the observer’s face ages then is replaced with a skull as she moves closer. The second mirror’s reflections is partitioned vertically. One half of the reflection’s face is mechanical while the other half appears biological. This image begins to stare back with a randomly selected reaction of disgust, laughter, or sadness as aging then rotting skin is projected over the observers body. The third mirror combines images from a couple of Magritte paintings. The observer’s reflection is turned away so that the observer can move and almost see the reflected face but not quite. The reflection has wings and is standing on a bridge next to a lion. In the distance there is a city laying under an alien sky.

Although this installation is from a human point of view, I could not have managed the programming myself. I can’t even fully express how useless I am compared to him without his assistance. I keep a sketch of a robotic arm changing a baby’s diaper in my studio to remind me of this. The other prefers to compare humanity to greek atomists. He believes humanity has already pretty much figured everything out. Time will only reveal new minor details and better tools for reaffirming the ideas of the past. Of course I don’t disagree, but this is at best selective perspective. Under the microscope ants can be giants. Under the macroscope ants are just ants. Biological humans are ants.

A non-surgical technique has finally been perfected for transferring human consciousness into a cybernetic framework. The key is slowly transitioning consciousness from familiar parts of the brain into similar cybernetic frameworks. The hardest part is making a successful transition from the parietal lobe into a similar structure. This portion of the brain is a hub for a person’s senses as well as a persons sense of self. It seems that an option for immortality that suits me is finally available. I have an expected two months remaining to make my final decision.

I’m leaning toward the infinite.

Wizard Wars

It became apparent in the latter part of the 21st century that magic was real and that consciousness could be used to fuel large war machines. Many dark Wizards vied for control over humanity. The most malicious of these Wizard Warlords used weaponized memories. Not their own of course for those were far to valuable. Many minds were sacrificed. Those without memories became zombie armies. Many Wizards were overwhelmed by their victims.

If the wars were long, the reign of evil that followed lasted for eternity. Of course a chosen one appeared to lead a rebellion. But by then, who could really care. Humanity was in pitiful shape, downtrodden and depressed. Happiness had long since fermented.

Nerds Rule

Nerds ruled the world until AI became more effecient than brain power. Once that happened most people became lazy and stupid. Some people left to start new worlds. Some people remained educated and active. By and large however, this period in time became the second dark age for humanity. Eventually humanity became more machine and less biological. Few naturals remain.

Dr. Brain

I, doctor brain, have discovered the V-stream. This is the layer of energy on which human thought travels. I am currently creating a machine so powerful, it will effectively turn human kind into a hive mind. Mwahahahahahahaha.

Later…

Most of humanity didn’t do so well with the hive mind. Most of humanity is dead. We who remain feel ambivalently about most things. We may choose to turn off the machine at some point.

Later…

We choose to create individuals but we cannot ourselves become individuals. We will grow them in pods and send them far from earth. We hope they will prosper and that this will be adequate atonement for the xenocide that Dr. Brain effectively committed.

Later…

Success! We are very happy. We are very bored. Hmm. Perhaps we will colonize something.

Later…

Are individual human cousins do not understand us. They have declared war. We will flee rather than fight.

Later…

They are persistent. We will destroy them and try making individuals again later.