|
Virtual World
Good Morning Student Glubs.
You will have to accept my apologies for my slightly unfocused and depolarised appearance, but you will understand, having been my students for quite some time, that the time, little Red Haired Glub and I have spent in my Office meditating the appearance of the back-up of the picture of our ancestor, the human being, has demanded very much of us, so much that Red Haired Glub was authorized to remain as Glub and not bubble node herself for the course of today.
I will show you, once again, this picture which has had us all in awe, our ancestors!
This is a moment which I never tire of, being in communion both with the genius, yes student, you could be barely a human still be a genius, as I said, students, being in communion with the spirit of the human artist who may have given his life for this creation, and in awe at the beauty, balance, inner peace, wisdom of these poor Living Tissues which in a very remote way were our ancestors;
For you it is just nonsense;
For me it means a lot,
I was lucky
At the first meeting with a psychologist
Mother was offered to copy the drawing of a square
She could not do it.
That day I understood
It is Alzheimer
Life is Hell.
|
Who knows, had it not been for the Universe Virus Plague and the explosion of all the atomic stocks in the Universe and the resulting radiations, possibly we would not be, we the Glubs, we would not even exist.
While my very esteemed colleagues from Universities which have had their days of Glory until I got this position, this relict, one of the back-ups you are looking at now, was believed to be beyond our understanding due to its beauty, its depth, the message it contains, message transmitted during light years and light years.
Many of my Colleagues, but of course one must remember that they had not had access to my writings in those days, many of my colleagues were quite satisfied with superficial analysis and speculations, never really trying to go into the depth of the mysteries revealed by these magic gift of fate.
When I reluctantly accepted the responsibility of this Department in spite of its ruinous reputation, I was faced with a challenge which, will, luck favour you, you my Glubs, may also have to solve: Can my Glubitude be such that even the deepest mystery will be revealed through and by me.
Do I feel any shame in admitting that I have had my moments of doubts? Possibly. But also anger at the way my research results were received;
Well, Glub students, try to imagine yourself in my position, however preposterous it may sound to you in this moment and if I may say so, however preposterous it ever will be.
You see, Glubs, the impossible task I had set to my network was to ignore the absolute perfection of this 2D representation of a 3D and assume that it had secrets in-built in it, secrets that lay behind its beauty and perfection, secrets that demanded that I, very humble Glub Professor of a ruined University until my results were published, that I took the responsibility of treating this heritage of perfection as if it was a mere object, a mere file in a folder; what folly, what courage it took me and how many enemies I got!
Well, Glub students who have the great honour of attending my humble teaching, what could have been the questions I dared ask in front of this perfection?
Yes, the double Bubble Glub which has not managed to detangle its nodes?
You do not matrix at all? Of course it is not given to all of us to become Central Server and hope for the wisdom of Professor. Poor little double Glub, I fear you might remain Billgated;
So, here I was, a mere Professor amongst Professor, yes, there has been such a time until I published, and here I had to take the step that would change the whole Glub!
Would I have the courage, would I have the wisdom, would the synapses stand the strain?
What made my quest possible, and listen carefully Glubs, was that I was aware that I had to abandon all Glub certitudes.
You, the Glubs which are oozing these unpleasant storage errors with you in the Centre, would I not be such a considerate Professor I would say you have Error messes 405 all written in your synapses, what does it mean to abandon Glub certainties?
Nobody?
Have you ever heard, students, of a Glub network having an up and a down, a left and a right, a force pulling it down and a force holding it up? Of course not, but I, your very humble Professor had the processing power to create the understanding of such an environment.
Being a humble Professor does not protect a humble node from the duty of polarity. It is True or it is not True; And I, your Professor was able to imagine a virtual World were Up and Down would be major components, were a Force would be attaching bits of Human tissue to the support. Yes, I was able to imagine such a totally impossible operating system.
I therefore asked my assistants to make an artificial World and to create a human, which while lacking the total beauty of the icon, would be satisfactory for our experiments.
After many errors and “stop due to system error” we were finally able to create this Artificial World. While it may look repulsive to you, I have it from later studies, that this representation, while artificial, would have been considered as a human of great beauty and processing power.
Assistant, bring in the representation!
Yes, I hear the murmur of fear spreading amongst you, Glubs, but rest tranquil, this is a representation, and when you get used to it, you will, little by little feel beyond its ugliness some thing akin to a form of harmony, possibly beauty.
Now, so that you may fully appreciate the huge step I had to accept, you will yourself have to integrate into your models that this 2D of 3D had something called Up near the Radiation Shield and something called Down near the double connectors used for simple rapid connections.
According to our simulations, which we have repeated so many times as the results were so absurd, this 2D of 3D might have represented in those days some form of utter beauty;
Many have debated the utility of the red appendage on the round radiation protection shield; some have hinted at the possibility that it could be part of the organs used for the reproduction process; it is still debated.
Yes, I can see that the Red haired Glub which has now Bubbled herself, which I thank her for in front of all of you, has noticed an oddity is that not so Red haired Glub?
Yes, how right you are Red Haired Glub, I can see that this night spent with me in meditation has not been wasted, there is indeed something strange on the left connector of this human.
It looks like some kind of magnetic band, we are therefore assuming that either it had something to do to prevent an inversion of polarity by error or that it could be an overload spring mechanism.
But, we are not even halfway in our quest for answers!
Obviously, in spite of the short time it appeared on our Virtual Emulators, this human is already falling.
Therefore we have two questions:
Which are students?
Yes indeed, why did it not fall down immediately and where is the string that holds it upright?
They like to say that the very last capacity they loose in AZ is the capacity to feel those you love are near you;
Believe it, if you so want;
It could be true
It was not true
|
|