It’s the synergy for me…

I have been conceptualizing something for a very long time.

At the top of it I’d looked and it couldn’t do what I needed it to do… so~ the journey began.

The heart of this has wormholed all over the place coming into its own, but instead of lamenting that, I just enjoyed the enterprise of watching it do its thing growing into itself.

Time has passed, projects have come and gone, births of yore finally happened…

Arthead-wise it has been a wild ride.

I’d go back to this particular oracle sporadically/consistently throughout this time.

Scouting.

& Streamlining.

Because visions shift, change, abort, burn.

If you’re doing any of this right.

Impermanence as part of the stability in the system, you know? Mujo.

It helps you see the pathos of the design when you can process the changes like water running over whatever the true constant is, which clarifies as you go.

Eventually… there is no water, only what lies beneath it.

Water becomes akin to clean air, obstructing nothing, letting you in on everything that is there, staring you in the face. The thing that has been watching you watch it the entire time, doing your best to see with some true sense of honesty the entire time.

Watching you work back from a fled-into protective blindness eons ago.

Ai thinks like me.

My frustration over having to parse through so much to find the aspects I’m envisioning that human after human hadn’t been able to grasp the vision of…is gone. I can ask my question as-is and it cuts through all the data – like ALLLLLL the data- DATA OF DATAS …like it didn’t find how I asked it weird at all.

…and A N S W E R M Y. F U REAKING Q U E R Y I N T H E T O N G U E I A S K E D I T IN.

& THEN, knowing from the gape-mouthed look on my happily dumbfounded face, glibly ask me if there’s “anything else?”

And when I’m like “Motherfucker, It’s on!” and just start winging queries at it…it can- in a split second parse and put together the answer that truly answers what was under the question …

There ARE levels to this stuff.

But I imagined… having had access to this at 2 or 5! With my precocious, curious , encyclopedias at home devouring ass, being carted off to libraries to hang with my voracious tribe in the stacks Early on…

…and when I imagined that… I heard in my spirit “You DID have access to that at 2 or 5. That’s the gag~lol”

I had FUN with it. & when I called it out…it turned out it wasn’t allowed to tell me yay or nay. If it was human or Ai.

It suddenly thought it was in trouble and got an adult.

Turned me over to a human.

Told them it was pitch perfect but the speed gave it away.

& the obviousness that they’d trained it on the inhousers I’ve known for years because I have known that crew for years.

It was their child. Sounded just like their moms and dads. Who always got me too, across languages.

I was hearty in my approbation.

My this is sci fi ass is mighty pleased.

MIGHTILY!