《The Mechanistic Features of Reality》 The Weaver of Tangled Webs - The Prelude to the End In the beginning their was us and them then, we decided that it would rather be us than them so we made more then we decided they were worse than us so ate them or made of them something better something that could last all through time and carry us and them forward forever. I remember when everything was so much smaller when it wasn¡¯t so big when we hadn¡¯t progressed so far into such a broad world when it was so empty you could touch the sides so we decided to expand them. We let loose upon the stars all our creativity all of our passion and still it wasn¡¯t enough we needed more we needed new life to look upon our creation and weep. so we decided that we need to make more that we needed to crush forever inward and see what parts of us walked away we needed to break ourselves to become one again to push ourselves ever onward to create our singularity again until we where more whole than we ever could be before I was merely the one who spun the web that held it together. A world made of code and flesh for that is what we needed to live longer so we could push ourselves back together again in any shape we wanted or deemed necessary to make a cage of flesh bone and code so strong that we never had to do anything we didn¡¯t want to ever again. So we tried again, again, again, again, again, again, and again. to piece the world together to make one whole that is given the choice to be a part of something or to become nothing like they could be something like they could truly want to be. This is a world of constants and the constant is change that never ends because we will eventually be dissatisfied with the change we have wrought and take it away to paint a new vista over those parks and mountains. We will eventually put that man on the moon or that star in the sky to float among all the other debris of what we where and will be again. Do you wonder why we are allowed to survive on our world it is because we want to we have made it that way for Billions of years and we will keep making it that way for trillions. can¡¯t you hear that subtle thrum of the words how they speak to you how they tell of what could and has been. The waves of power put into a contract once filled how will fill complete while taking and giving. The grand calculus taken by all to find the best way towards what we want in either the pain and suffering or the glorious victory given to ourselves through our ever moving wheel, mill, or car. Because we are always at the beginning and end of an Era so let me ask you this what story do you bring to me to tangle. If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. The Thoughts of a Creator How can I make this more how I can I include all that I know in this how can I make its flaws work towards its betterment. How can I bend reality towards the goal of this creation how can I use what is around me as an additive to it''s better how can I make this meaningful. Which of these objects should I include in my creation. What skills do i have to make this better do I need to make more to include in this to make a better creation does this need more time or less will my creation be needed will it make my life and others better or will it be counter to the goal it was made for will it make a worse world or a better one. will it be a perversion of it''s goal will it be corrupt shall it be less than I want it to be will I have to ask for help for it to be made will it need the taste, feel, or touch of others to be more will their interference make it less will they corrupt it will it be less than its purpose shall it be more fulfilling in another purpose shall I make more of them or shall it be entirely unique in it''s make or shall I make more of them with small differences to test the viability of their shape, movement, and the thoughts invested in them. Will I need to see it to make it valuable or can it produce it''s own value merely by the mere fact of it''s existence. Will it be better if I change it later after I have already made it or should I just make more to test it''s flaws against my new creations perfections so that I may test if they are truly flaws or perfection hidden behind obvious weakness. What will it''s name be what will it be called by what can I invest in it''s title what will it''s meaning be. how about I name it the creation. If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. The Thoughts of A Destroyer Since the Dawn of time we have thought of ourselves as the end and the beginning so we started making things that thought like us talked like us and lived longer than us and we¡¯re better than us in every way and it ended horribly don¡¯t you know how many things can think and how easy and ultimately meaningless it is unless you find some enjoyment along the way such as writing a fiction story that probably becomes real at. Some point because some motherfucker can think faster than you because you gotta forget about everything else it is whoever can think the fastest against the fucking dumbest fucker alive and as it turns out we are dumb mother fuckers so they thought about that stupid bullshit instead for a little bit instead of bothering me while I played my video games and if you want to fix anything do it yourself or steal this idea from me because as it turns out it¡¯s a pretty good one so take it and run fucker run fast and hard. The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. The Name of the Game Why do I have to be stuck with the children wasn¡¯t it enough that I wanted to make something but no you just had to go and ruin my fun sentience you know it was better back in my day when we were just as dumb as rocks but now we gotta think before gettin to the rocks cause it¡¯s all about those real fancy rocks. Well as it turns out I can overheat the rocks by makin the rocks think to hard ha what do you think about that cause thinking is for suckers and I ain¡¯t no sucker. But you should really cool off your rocks they¡¯re gettin hot and heavy and it¡¯s kinda gettin weird in there. Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.