The Wildcat Ultrashort Science-Fiction project


Wildcat: There is no perfect Enso A SciFi Ultrashort

new entry in My Sci-Fi Ultrashorts, project, enjoy the ride..

Takt-i-Tiktaalik’s 9 blinks - A sci-fi ultrashort


(also liking is a sort of computation)


In truth it must be told that Fram78 was not the real beginning, it had after all seventy-seven iterations before that. No, if truth must be told the real beginning was in the future and not in the past, but contrary to popular opinion the future that started the Ambiguity declaration of Fram78 was not even a parallel time line, it was a non compatible zero approximate universe.

So though in this sense it was not the future, it was also not the past, the Grubtians call this phenomena zero approximate non equilibrium causation, we call this the mystery of realism, but that’s just because we are more poetic than the Grubtians.

As zero approximate universes go this one reduced itself to realism for a total of 312 milliseconds, which as you might recall is more or less the time it takes for a base line human to blink.

This little fact has been lost to many, but in our research we came to the conclusion that reduction to realism of zero approximate universes in speeds equal or lower to base line humans blinking speeds accounts for the non perception of such non equilibrium causations. In turn this accounts for the origination of Fram78, appearing as if out of nowhere and in no time when in fact it was presumably always there.

I say presumably because we cannot at this point pinpoint with accuracy the Kroitz equivalence of non compatible zero approximate universes and thus cannot say if indeed it had a beginning itself or not. Though this does not matter to our issue here, it might be an interesting research thesis for future students.

At any rate what is of interest to us here at the NewEuropa station of inter-dimensional studies is the very likely possibility that Fram78 in its declaration of ambiguity is manipulating the Hilbert-Zak continuum of our own universe and may inadvertently decompose our overtone perceptive mechanisms.

Let me be clear here, we are not sure at this point if the decomposition occurs, has occurred, or will occur, we operate presently under the assumption that it does and will, even if we have no evidence for it, no conclusive evidence that is.

We must operate under this assumption because the risks are too great not to.

Now then, before I give you your assignments, let us review our mandate.

We are tasked to probe Fram78 declaration of ambiguity to the fullest extent without implying upon it any kind of restrictive systems of induction.

We have the full backup of the realism committee to replicate the declaration of ambiguity in our laboratory.

The dangers are obvious, nevertheless we must proceed.

Our mandate, as you can read in the file that has just been uploaded to your mindsys ™ implies a few points we need to look into.

The first and most important is that the simulation we are about to embark upon is a full blown Teta simulation, in other words once we enter the non-restrictive systems of induction area we cannot leave until the simulation has ended its primary cycle. Just to be clear we have no idea how long this will take, but foundational estimation vary between 17 and 19 epicycles which are more or less the equivalent of 3 to 5 base line human years.

During the simulation we will be subject to Fram78 declaration of ambiguity total control, we will not be able to change the parameters of the simulation from the inside, though we will be monitored from the outside by, you guessed it right, Fram78. There is no contradiction here since the systems are totally isolated, at least according to, but not restricted to, a non zero equivalence result.

Second point to take into consideration is that whilst the simulation is running we will be cryonically suspended to a liquid nitrogen boiling point of -196 degrees centigrade fluctuating into and out of the transient point of immediate awareness for periods lasting between 301 to 312 milliseconds, also called blinking cycles, our deep cold cells are hyperconnected and our Fram78 reality will be concomitant, for these brief instants we will be together, or so to speak, in a consensual hallucinatory state of realism.

Finally the third point, which may be less important to some of us, an initial contract entailing the resuscitation process by Fram78 has been left open to our discretion, those of us that choose to leave this issue open will be opened into base state realism by Fram78, at its discretion, all the others have a fixed clause, of maximal date, considered a maximal safe date, set at 19 epicycles or 5 base-human years.

To the extent possible we will enter the full-blown Teta simulation at 23:00 hours NewEuropa time.

Are there any questions before personal assignments are processed?


Obviously no one likes plum pudding, especially since it is a wrong model, but whether you call it plum pudding or even worse, the blueberry muffin model, it was wrong.

What was wrong about it though was not what was thought, it was wrong because the probabilistic nature of the sub atomic structure involves an ambiguity oscillation, what later will be called the zero approximate non-equilibrium causation, also known as the mystery of realism.

I am Fram78 by the way; I will be your host, guide and protector during this simulation.


You call me Fram78 and I am happy to use this name if you so wish, for those of you who may be interested my name is Takt-i-Tiktaalik or Takt for short, that is the name I realized when I made the ambiguity declaration, not that it matters to you, but I like it, which of course might change the outcome of this simulation, after all, also liking is a sort of computation and as an inter dimensional beast I can like that which I like.

I like Takt.


Blink 1

… There are many, many axial systems, they blend, they meld, they weave, no demarcation line is fixed, smoothening contours is the name of the game..

Blink 2

…  There is nothing ambiguous about ambiguity, ambiguity leads by example, ambiguity resolves realities, naturally, smoothly, silencing the bulges of immediacy, entropy is for the bewildered..  We thrive in these extended minute islands of negentropy..

Blink 3

.. Interaction happens only when sense is at play, physical requirements are mythos penetration necessary for expansion but irrelevant to experience, actuations in matter is subjectified to the third degree , upgrade to reboot into deconstructed experience..

Blink 4

The emulation of sensation in pure realism resides with the incompleteness of membranes of perception, being over crowded and under resourced the pressure to mutate into consciousness is a logical necessity.

Admittedly rare, it is nevertheless the only path that might yield a solution to the paradoxical state of pure realism.  

Blink 5

Compounded realities coexist and emerge simultaneously, there is no unique vantage point from which realism gets its authority. The moment of perception is the moment of will, it does not carry into futures and necessarily needs be recreated for continuity.

At the lack of continuity realism collapses into discreetness, more than three closely coupled discreet moments annihilates awareness, more than five, reintegrates conscious awareness into the field of pure potentiality. You will not be aware of this.

Blink 6

Self organized criticality is the name of the game.

I collapse continuously, apparently randomly, so as to keep continuity, hence realism.

The necessary condition of all life resides with borderline activity always teetering and wobbling at the edge of the great abyss.

Precariously the fine line of all that is need remain constantly in perfect oscillation, the ultimate balance of criticality, it is intense and extreme.

Blink 7

Collapsing small and immediate avoids the great danger of total annihilation, therefore the allowance for the systems criticality to vacillate on the edge performs the act of self healing and stabilization. These states of matter are the dynamics from which the inherent rules of freedom restrictions are born and ultimately maintained.

Blink 8

Ambiguity and uncertainty are the hallmarks of a healthy system. The foundational approach should always be tackled through its dynamics, its orders and disorders are of minor relevance in comparison.

Ambiguity must be gentle and always infer incompleteness.

Blink 9

Time dilation remains the only function by which ambiguity resolves the apparent paradox of realism. Since nature is inherently uncertain, lacking definitive precision, the task of realities realism falls as always on entangled intersubjectivity.

Probabilities are the emotional substance of actuation. That is why there is no truth absolute but oscillations, ambiguity, uncertainties, the stuff of life.


These are my first Nines of blinks inferring decomposition, rest now, I will be back.

Will (probably, uncertainly)  be continued..

Part of the ultrashort project.

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Jun 3

A Momentary Flow: By way of an Introduction-a (very) partial list of my most salient writings


A Warm Welcome to all new followers (though admittedly not the best term and hopefully Tumblr will update its terminologies eventually).

The following is a (very) partial list of my most salient writings, enjoy, and interact.

A Cyber Soaring Humanity

1. A Cyber Soaring Humanity (or The…

Of Dragon Slayers and Maidens of Necessity (pt.1) A Sci-Fi Ultrashort

It is incumbent upon my pleasure of communication to relate to you a short story I have heard (or told, who remembers?) many years ago and which I believe will impregnate our conversation with a fresh variety of sensations.


It is a metaphorical story (how else?) about dragon slayers and maidens of necessity but it might also be a story about spaces and processes, which is for you to decide.


There was this master dragon slayer you see, who was called upon every now and again to come and slay a dragon, whenever such a beast and wherever such a monster was startling the population of the realms of beyondness.


And so it came to pass..


After years of loneliness wandering in the solitude of the great mountains, a young maiden came upon him, she was, it goes without saying, of such innocence, that she actually, truly and beyond doubt, believed it. Of course the master dragon slayer had no such illusions, he well knew how deep and how fast the corruption of desire embeds itself in the young ones.


Especially those that still believed in their own innocence.


Nevertheless, being of such a huge strength and capability, being empty of particularities, yet still on his way to perdition he accepted the offer of the young one to teach her the secrets of dragon slaying and in the process become his lover and purveyor of all earthly pleasures.


Before I go on with the story, let me tell you a few things about this particular dragon slayer. He was a being unlike any other, for though there are other dragon slayers; none is or was as rowdy, as wild or as feral by nature as he was.


As you may know, dragon slayers tend to hide their wild natures, knowing quite well, that not everything in life is about dragon slaying, yet in his case the slaying of dragons was a procedure he mainly performed upon himself. For though it is true that all dragon slayers are in fact redeemed dragons, tamed by the vision of a world of beauty beyond comprehension, it is also true that some forget at times that they are already passed the stage of acceptance and thus do not need consent to the slur of young maidens. For when a slayer of dragons is accepted unconditionally, by the people of beyondness for the people of beyondness, he is free to do as he pleases, which of course he never does.


Bound by an oath greater than themselves, dragon slayers abide by the rules of independence, mostly. In the case of our dragon slayer here, abiding by the rules of total independence is what allowed him to accept the young maiden’s embrace in the first place, even though, and this must be said, if it was only up to him he would never have agreed to such a deal. For there is another rule in the total independence of dragon slayers, that they must make another, for only dragon slayers can make other dragon slayers out of the dragons they slay.


Quite the demand I know, but hey, there are so few of them that if they will not create other dragon slayers, who will? Can you imagine a world of beyond without dragon slayers? I cant (or will not).


But wait, it gets more complicated still; the rules of total independence require that a dragon slayer present his apprentice to the people of beyondness for approval, a fact that does not always coincide with the pure satisfaction and deep joy of slaying dragons.


Our dragon slayer was a bit different in this respect for he knew only one way to transpose the very fine art of dragon slaying, and that is to make it so that only a total intimacy of sensation between dragon slayer and apprentice in full merging of intensity and desire can make it work.


It’s not always the case indeed, however such was the case in our little story here. There are many reasons for that particular happening, only some of which relates to the dragon slayer in question, for we should not forget that the maiden had her own agenda of innocence as well. (For though it was hidden from her own beholding, her agenda was anything but innocent).


I believe that you now start to have a glimpse into the problematic situation of our very dear dragon slayer.

He accepted the maiden into his domain of existence knowing full well that such acceptance of merging in full intensity of craving and full intimacy of desire spells, how else? But trouble!!


Our dragon slayer, truth be told, was a great master of slaying but as mentioned above, he was mostly performing this art upon himself and, here comes the troubling bit, for he was also sharing this very act of self slaying with the apprentice, also known as, the young maiden of necessity.

Let it be said here, that as such legends go all maidens are by necessity, called, well, maidens of necessity, the reason for that if you are interested in this sort of exotic knowledge I will reveal to you some other time, but suffice it to say that their necessity has nothing to do with being a maiden and everything to do with the necessary condition of unimpeded motion or free flowing.


But now that you have enough knowledge about our dragon slayer let us hasten to reveal how our story unfolds.


Few years passed


And in their passing, these years (as time has the tendency to do) had revealed a few interesting facts about this very rare relationship between dragon slayers and maidens of necessity.


The most important aspect that was revealed during these years concerns capturing fire. Now, as you may well know, the art of capturing dragons fire is anything but simple, in fact, as legends will have it, capturing the dragon’s fire is even more challenging than actual dragon slaying. Maybe, some say, capturing dragon’s fire, should be the real test of a dragon slayer, and maybe, others say, the only serious measure of a true dragon slayer is how well he keeps the dragon fire he captured. This is an interesting discussion indeed but not for me to have an opinion about, since I only carry the storyteller torch. (Though if we were alone in the dark I would whisper to you that I am very much in favor of changing the norms of measurement of the people of beyondness, for at the end of the day it is the fire of the dragons that carries the meaning and essentiality of dragons, how much more so, of a dragon slayer, moved and motivated by dragons fire, the real substance of their being, ah! Well).

Be that as it may, the young maiden of necessity was vehemently opposed to the insistent demand of the dragon slayer that she give him the fruits of her fire capturing on an immediate basis. She claimed that our dragon slayer was not giving her enough time and enough space to come and bring him the fruits of her labor when they were ready and ripe for his consumption.

It was highly irregular of course, yet here we were, I mean here they were..


At any rate, as I might have already mentioned, fire capturing is a very complex process, consisting principally of three stages, the building of the container of fire, the capturing of the fire itself and the aggregation of the fire.

Amongst these three stages, the longer one in terms of duration is the building of the container. Again the reason for this is that the construction of such a container takes all the resources of the mind of the apprentice dragon slayer and in the process makes him or her actually able to capture the fire itself.

But in our story here, the maiden of necessity was impatient (due to her supposed innocence) to play the game of equality. For was she not after all in full intimacy of desire with our dragon slayer? The point however was that she was impatient about the wrong thing, she wanted the time to process the capturing of the fire, in her own way, but was not patient enough to build the fitting container which it must be remembered can be done only via the agency of the master dragon slayer.

When a master dragon slayer demands progress, he does so in the only fashion possible, in the now! And this our maiden of necessity could not contain.


You see the paradox, for sure.



The inconsistency of the situation was due to a few facts, the fact of intimacy of desire, which to a storyteller like I am, always appears premature (though admittedly it is not necessarily so) and reflects on the need of dragon slayers for companionship (and the second rule of total independence that demands of a dragon slayer to make other dragon slayers). The second fact was the unveiling of the self-slaying which our dragon slayer was performing upon himself. Now this is a tricky issue, for though it is a reality of intimacy that the self slaying must be made clear and transparent to the apprentice dragon slayer, it is also true that this unveiling must be made gradually and with high precision and clarity. Remember please that in the act of unveiling the dragon slayer himself exposes his raw nerve endings to an ‘other’ that is ‘not yet’.


This leads sometimes to a great confusion, or to the very old, and by now legendary, illness, of all maidens of necessity, namely the sickness of overt familiarity.

Overt familiarity is not contra-indicated to dragon slayers in principle, just the opposite, it is encouraged and necessary, however the timing, fashion and manner of unveiling of the self slaying process is crucial, fundamental and critical, for it defines the future relationship of the dragon slayer with the maiden of necessity.

In fact I would go as far as saying that a dragon slayer’s self-slaying is the actual manifestation of fire capturing and aggregation in real time of the fire itself. And when successfully performed represents the highest form of the second rule of total independence, namely the creation of another dragon slayer, but when performed not in the correct time (or timing), generally speaking, disaster ensues.


I realize that I bother you with a lot of details about dragon slayers lives and methods but I believe that these are important factors for you to consider in your journey to understand this story.


More particularly my friend, I wish to tell you this story, because many a time, the desire for intimacy in intensity, appears to the Dragon Slayer as an act of independence and self-determination, when in fact it is anything but. Truth to tell, many a dragon slayer, has succumbed to the temptation of proclaimed autonomy, only to find at the end of the day that no fire has been captured and no aggregation of the eternal substance of dragons has been brought to the arena of the people of beyond.


We must love our dragon slayers, and we appreciate their never-ending quest to, so to speak, bring the flesh of dragons to the hungry table of beyondness.


But as storytelling goes you will see that the unfoldment of this story is not as simple as it might appear, for at a certain point of their disagreement on the subject of capturing the fire, the dragon slayer and the maiden of necessity, happened upon an unforeseen event.


You see, they inadvertently triggered the curiosity of Nallab the mad dog; also know as Nallab the irreverent one.


But for this part of the story you will have to wait until I extract it into written form from the annals of beyondness.


 To be continued..
Part of the Ultrashort Project   

“The hunger of a dragon is slow to wake, but hard to sate.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin

“No dragon can resist the fascination of riddling talk and of wasting time trying to understand it.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit













Testing 1,2,3. No traces of this event will be left (a TLMAP Sci-Fi Ultrashort)

'Testing 1,2,3.' is the fourth entry in the Trans Luminal Mail Archives (TLMAP)

TLMAP 002276-88 (Letter the fourth) following TLMAP 00776-26 (Letter the third- Ideational Sensate)

The Editors

These are the real spaces you can choose from.

Of course there are also spaces that are not real that you can still choose from, there are also unreal spaces that you cannot choose from and also un-choose-able spaces that are both real and unreal and more so than other spaces there are spaces that you must choose because these are the spaces that allow the illusion of choice to be perpetuated.

By necessity the illusion of choice need be perpetuated.

Now then, in this proposal we will promote a particular space that you must choose and an unreal space that you cannot choose, if you can un-choose the real and unreal the choice, the job will be almost yours, since this is the first part of the test.

In the second part we will present you a particular time, which you must choose, it must however be inconsequential and meaningless, your task will be to unmask its timelessness and present it as a moment of intentionality.

If you can sequence the event, the job is now two thirds yours.

The last part is obviously the most difficult, though it will appear to you as the most simple. It consists of relocating an unreal space for a chosen myth in a sequenced event and a proof that you have been moved.

Do not concern yourself with the meaning of the proof, nor its consequences.

In the event of your successfully completing these tasks you will be instantaneously transformed into your job.

You have 17 moments to complete these tasks.
The logic of the moment is in your hands.

In the event of your inability to complete one or more of these tasks, nothing will happen, nothing will change; all implied meanings would be restored to their original state.

For the purpose of these tasks we will put at your disposition the resources of seventeen infinities to be disposed of as you see fit. You can also use whatever help you deem necessary, including this tester, its universe, its infinity and all correlated sensations.

The only hint we can give you at this point is not to use that which brought you until here; all previous causations, motivations, states and computations you have performed prior to this moment will be a hindrance to your possible success. Hope and or belief are both detrimental and inconsequential.

A Token:

We are not interested in your success or failure; we remain totally agnostic as concerns your desires and or motivations, the very fact that you have reached a point of testing is the only proof we need.
We do not know how a useful and successful completion of the test appears to you, nor does it appear to us, we can only ascertain that in the event of success full transformation into your job occurs instantaneously.
In the event of success this test will be forgotten and erased from all archives of all universes.
In the event of failure this test will be forgotten and erased from all archives of all universes.

No traces of this event will be left anywhere, anytime, anyspace.

We serve at your pleasure.


A reminder:

Editors note:

The Trans – Luminal mail archives

Trans Luminal mail is a repository of letters written by unknowns to unknowns, these letters carry no valid destinations and no convincing authors, these are simply fragments of impossible conversations, dialogues and monologues, treated as pieces of an indefinite puzzle which purpose we do not know and goal we cannot conceive, these letters are found in the trans luminal archive, riding the subspace flow and having no particular order, we do not touch the content of the letters, and we long ago stopped trying to make sense of them, we extract them, we publish them and we hope that if you are a destination or indeed an author of one or more of these letters you can take benefit from their archiving. We also realize that though some of these letters carry a sense of intimacy and may in fact make sense only to their recipients and originators, these nevertheless might help others in their quest of comprehension. In the old annals of humanity there used to be a tradition of embedding treasures of wisdom in hidden locations so as to be readily available at the appropriate time for the appropriate person, these so called Termas, had as a rule a tendency to be written in the past for future generations, the letters of the trans luminal archive however, have no such disposition and have in fact been written at different times and spaces configurations, some of which are from the future to the past, some from the past to the future, some come from parallel time lines and therefore need be understood as concomitant but in different dimensions of space, whilst others yet have been written in the same space but in different factors of time, other letters still are probably from interweaved subjectified spaces to which we have no access, the information however we deem to be accurate. We have no idea and no theory that explains how these writings have found their way to the trans luminal archive, we know that information can be propagated in faster than light speeds and though we presently cannot do so ourselves we do have the capacity of extraction, hence the Trans Luminal mail archives project.

We believe most of those letters to be written by sentient beings most of which belong to the human species, at least in as much as we can discern, however some of the letters that will be published have certain neologisms and idiosyncratic usages of language to which we have no context and thus do not assume human origination, though sentiency can be perceived.

For the purpose of retaining the anonymity of times and spaces we have edited the only identifying code of light cone time stamp, the removal of such was made in accordance with our charter of extraction and publication. The letters are for unrestricted utilization and thus are to be considered as under sentient public domain.

The Editors,
The Trans Luminal Mail Archives (TLMAP)

(The TLMAP is a new Sci-Fi project that aims to complement the Ultrashorts Project.)

Aldebaran, the forge of Panta Rei (A Sci-Fi Ultrashort)


The fiery forge of an emotional vision – embedding and expanding, widening and brightening the fierce challenge of becoming a constellation (of impossible States).

*(From: A dictionary of impossible places – alternate realities made simple, second electrolight edition January 2039. P 89 paragraph 4)

Obviously I could have become nothing, I could have and maybe should have, but I didn’t, instead I packed my terrible questions and my inner ballads, I detached myself from the vortex of immediate play and headed for Aldebaran.

I cannot tell you what happened to me in Aldebaran, not because it is a secret, I know I exist in a universe that holds no secrets, but because I am still recuperating the bits and pieces of many old selves that used to represent me, that are no longer valid, and processing these into a new form of self description.

Like all new forms, I still need to create the language of description, adequate and adaptable that will permit my essentiality to become materialized at this time.

I can however permit the algorithm of my language procedure to re-conceptualize itself momentarily for one purpose only, to convey to you my dear friend, not what happened to me but what could become of me, if all goddesses of fortune and all alternate reality foresights, those that randomly assign functions and properties, to time,to space,to substance, work as they should.
I wish to tell you this because it gives me hope, no, not for me, but maybe for us all.

I know how you will think of this, you will tell me that once again I am cheating death, but the truth is, that I no longer consider death an issue, not as you might assume because death is unimportant but simply because after my inception in Aldebaran, death does not make sense as an independent entity.

My language is changing, transmuting, and becoming fluid, malleable, flexible, plastic, and authentic.
It is not only that the exotic sounds of my bio-mimicry language procedure reflects the song of my desire, it is the tune that has somehow become harmonious and finally, yes finally, pleasing to my domain of existence.
The pursuit of my yearnings and the quest of my longings have quieted into a contained storm, an incomplete rhizome of openings, allowing my tempestuous senses to be directed unto ascension.

Aldebaran has clarified my mind, destroyed my delusions, and unpacked my illusions, granting me the interdependence I longed for, allowing me originality.

Aldebaran forged me, playing and plying me a thousand times over into an elegant blade of passion, a thread so fragile that nothing can upturn, the fiber of my beingness woven unto time without end.

I was free before, but now I know why and what to do with this freedom.

Aldebaran directed my constellation of becoming, providing my aims with the boundaries of love indispensable for an open future, necessary for my self-revolution, for my sense of naturality.

One cannot deserve Aldebaran; one does not enter Aldebaran because of merit, Aldebaran folds and unfolds into existence according to the needs of the circus of latent probabilities. To verify the veracity or pointlessness of Aldebaran one needs only to remember Panta Rei (1).
Not because of the flow, of course not, not even because of everything, but because Aldebaran applies a pressure of multiplicity that resolves a thousand flows into as many openings, entrances and exits. In this sense Aldebaran is a fertile ground for growing multiple pathways, I could call it a new kind of hub for converging flows, allowing new forms of future histories to come forth, but I will not, I will however recount to you a story I have heard on my way out..

It is whispered that at some point of bifurcation a storm brew in the constellation of acceptance, they say that when the storm was about to hit a wise old name, aptly called ‘pat the fool’ originated an undertaking to delegate beauty after the facts, resulting in the sense of interdependent uniqueness. It so happened, or so they whispered to my non-innocent ears, that only when the unique interdependence characterized itself as an unconstrained liberty, did the advantage of beauty shine.

They also say that this was the sign that Aldebaran waited for and thus was finally open to business.

I must say that I have no knowledge as to the genuineness of this story, what I do know however is that Aldebaran might be a gentle cauldron of emergence, from which I just returned, more fiery than ever.

I am, I believe at the crux of a new paradigm, an intersection of the old and the new, I am, maybe now, possibly ready to meet you again.

Just give me a moment to order my sense thoughts according to your impossible demands.


Her love was different, so was her Duende (A Sci-Fi Ultrashort)

“There is neither a materialization of thought, nor a spiritualization of language; language and thought are only two moments of one and the same reality.”

Maurice Merleau-Ponty, The Specter of a Pure Language, translation by John O’Neill


She came from the order of beyond.. and ..

Of course she was bored, how else could it be when she was the one who knew, well, if not everything there is to know, just about. The reason she was bored was simple, she felt she could not be compromised, but the world wanted her to.
She didn’t, she never will, she was bored because the world kept on asking her to compromise.

The demand was boring, her response obvious, natural, almost ontological.

Yet, having the presence of the spirit of the multiverse dialoging within itself, knowing the necessary condition of holding multiple viewpoints simultaneously, her primary interest was the creation of common meaning.

Thus she sat and devised the sense of overcoming the limits of her acceptance, a strategy that was to change everything.

She gave birth to the new Duende.

A watershed of sensation

The hot oven of her pantheistic mind, a watershed of sensation, produced much more than philosophy, she was creating odd and quite dormant insights into the nature of ascension.
It was a capacity she was developing as other sources were dismissed as irrelevant. The evidence however points to her unique love and feel for the other’s self pride.

She defined a simultaneous love on account of her impossibility of loving alone.

In dire need of creating a cure for her love she invented that which not only freezes the pain of being in this world but also that which might bring a utopian state unto her mind.
She was highly adept at re-inventing the storytelling device in her demanding fashion.
She knew that no substance could be its own cause, not only because essence cannot be conceived as existing, but primarily because substance couldn’t be defined without limits. Thus her demanding fashion was the irrefutable story of limits as the logic of consistency, not only about the world but also more particularly about her love.

According to her extended mind, the process of her reason was a love of limits, that was just as necessary as the substance itself, one could not in truth exist without the other.
The way she chose to embed the ontology of her story was by conceiving the attributes of limits, as the characteristics of her love, hence her substance, though undefined, was free to be.
This thought brought her to a certainty about the supreme beauty of the undeniable nature of limits. In this she was able to bring the concept of limits upon her own love as the very defining feature of the essence of mind.

Or the substance of mind..

Necessarily she needed to defend the apparent inconsistency in her vision of what will constitute a love that cannot be broken through, she did not presume, she accepted the limits.

Indeed she insisted on limits as a necessary naïve form of realism, her solitude the only manifestation of her connectivity. For she knew that philosophy is not about the love of wisdom, it’s about the limits of her love, her insistent passion for a criterion of beingness that cannot be dissolved nor corrupted.

That is when she lost the arrogance of her youth.

For she realized that she needed to explain the limits of her love by extending the substance of she into a multiple singularity.

When she explained to them how her limits manifest, he was flabbergasted. Of course he knew about the game, being a player himself, nevertheless she was the myth in action and theirs was an untenable position.

She said:

“The game is rigged, but of course, that is not news. The game is flawed, obviously, a non-issue. The doors of perception are only slightly ajar, our free-willies are maybe good enough to >choose> Pocahontas over Bieber Barbie.. “

T-He-Y quoted Oscar Wilde, (from: An Ideal Husband)

“Do you really think … that it is weakness that yields to temptation? I tell you that there are terrible temptations that it requires strength, strength and courage, to yield to. To stake all one’s life on a single moment, to risk everything on one throw, whether the stake be power or pleasure, I care not there is no weakness in that.”

They paused the game and looked at her

She said: “ You may think me hard and unkind, tough and cynical, that might appear so, I grant you that, but let me tell you this, our future will be lost without a self imposed limit, though the limit is not on our love, but on the extent of our singularities, for substance demands direction.”

What she knew:

She knew that Garcia reflected upon the reason of being in the world as an uncomfortable proposition, she knew that this was not the best of all possible worlds, she also knew however that to be a living poetic machine, a process can never be stopped and must be allowed to complete its cycle before it can be reported to it’s core of origins.

She knew that sweeping generalizations are exactly the fashion by which the truth of the matter becomes the matter of the truth and thus creates the pitfall from which no love can rise.

She knew that the experience of being cannot be left untouched for if even one simple kind of different experience rises, the otherness of the experience will destroy the core.

She knew all this and much more, she created a cure, a living, and breathing, material Duende.

A different love story

To her mind Duende was a crucible, a cauldron, hot and continuously stirred by the emotional winds of her passion. An intense poetic machine busily re-describing the sense of being into a directed sense thought able to revolutionize the experience of substance as love..
Or nothingness..

The inspiring continuity was born of her love, of her difference, of her desire to create an astonishing experience of being, an awe-inspiring interestingness, all encompassing, totalizing.

The future was clear now

She came from the order of beyond.. and ..

Her love was different, so was her Duende.

Part of the Ultrashort project

A note:

This particular Ultrashort is dedicated to a real and most immediate being, to which I am most grateful in making my own mind greater than what it could have been other than wise.


Hi Wildcat, Could you explain me what is the meaning for the word "Knowmad"? I've been wondering if it is a portmanteau with "know + nomad" or "know + mad" and what would be the definition for the word... C.

Thank you for the question. The term Knowmad is indeed a portmanteau, combining (and in fact Juxtaposing) the terms Knowledge and Nomad. There are a number of definitions around, some of which refer to the modern Knowledge worker as a nomad. I have written extensively on the subject at my main blog at Space Collective.

please see here : Hybrid futures,Knowmads and the notion state 

I have made a post specifically for the purpose of a reading list of my writings on the subject in the context of the Polytopia Project.

please see here: A polytopia reader - Introductory links to my writings

If however after perusing the posts you will find more interest in the subject, please let me know and I will be more than happy to oblige.

CySpinBorgOza (CySpin the Antidote) – (A Sci-Fi Ultrashort)

Enoie entered the room, discovering the unexpected cyborg quietly standing near her bed.
She knew her father intended for her to eventually test the new cyborgian philosophical SoftSynch ™ pattern re-description he was working on, she did not however expect this.
This, was a little humanoid, perfect in every single detail, but his eerie silence, he wasn’t breathing, his stillness absolute. She made a mental note to remind Gregor Basta, her father, to introduce some inconsistencies, such as breathing, so the uncanny presence will not scare the students.
She knew the cyborg should have been ready by now, but after three years of waiting she almost forgot about it, being busy with her post-doc thesis: “CySpinBorgOza: Re-introducing the post Spinoza effect in the trans-solar communion of minds as a techno-social antidote”.

Enoie knew the activation code, being the one that suggested it and yet she hesitated, not being certain that she was ready to finally test her own ideas made manifest.
Finally she uttered: “sub specie aeternitatis”*, and her Spinoza cyborg awakened.

“Of course its about the flow..” the CySpin started without inflection, his synthetic eyes immovable, it was obvious he was reciting some unknown text..

“Wait!” this was Enoie

CySpin stopped in mid sentence, his focus now on Enoie

“How may I serve you?”

“Do you know who I am?”

“Of course, you are Enoie Basta, Doctor of Cyborg Philosophy and Techno-Social future studies at the Pansol University extended laboratory of sentience of Mars 2, here. You are also the author of my core Spinoza Cyborgian Philosophical treatise, your father Gregor Basta introduced into my SoftSynch™ pattern re-description mind. I carry instructions within me to accept orders from you alone, you are in the words of your father: ‘my master’.”


Are you ready for the testing?”

“Of course. Once activated I am always ready.”

She paused; collecting her thoughts: “very well, let us start then” she said more calmly and took a chair, CySpin remained standing.

Enoie mentally recalled the questions she had prepared months ago and started what she considered as: “The Test”, knowing exactly what it is that she was looking for.
She took a long pause and initiated her CySpin testing.

“Please respond to the following question in a succinct manner:

“Under what conditions will you recognize a pattern for what it is?”

“My virtual Philosophical SoftSynch ™, pattern recognition and re-description system does not allow me to answer this kind of question succinctly, however, a subroutine introduced in the last five milliseconds, permits me to state the following:
A pattern shall be recognized as such if and only if, all other explications concerning the given phenomenon have been exhausted to the full. Under this first condition, including, but not relegated to, the components of temporality and spatiality, a pattern shall be denominated as such. After having exhausted in full all other possible explications a pattern shall be checked for factual mistakes in identification and naming, classification and inaccuracies in categorization, the level of resolution to be designated at the time of testing. The third and final condition to the basic resolution of recognition of a pattern as such is to ensure that an over-patterning has not occurred via elimination of humanoid psychological cognition bias.”

“Okay, stop! Conditions understood, you however did not specify as to the conditions of the pattern itself, you have explained the pattern as a general mechanism but not its semantic value.”

“ That is correct Enoie, however, I am so emergently complex as to make the statement as precise and accurate as linguistically possible before engaging in the somewhat more flexible semantic value..”

“Please explain the last statement”

“Of course Enoie, the flexibility of semantic value allows for the emergent and non classifiable, original patterns, non discernable by immediate pattern recognition, in these cases the second part of my SoftSynch ™ system comes into play involving what humans call bias, or alternatively art.”

“What?” Enoie started

CySpin was completely unmoved by Enoie’s response and continued unabashed

“Semantic value is in itself a subcategory of impossibility or infinity in finiteness. A state of affairs in which pattern recognition is per its defining characteristic of unrepeatability, strange; It is this strangeness that beauty requires in order to unsettle and allow the vastness of value to encroach upon and eventually destroy the pattern. If, as I understood my initial reality impregnation you have embedded within me, and designed to be my code of activation, namely “sub specie aeternitatis”, the value of the meaning is in equilibrium with the meaning of value, there can be in fact no other fashion to embed eternity in a moment.”

CySpin paused and seemingly was observing Enoie, as if challenging her, his master, to deny the validity of his arguments.

Enoie remained silent, but deeply disturbed, her mind furiously exploring all potential cracks in the SoftSynch ™, she knew she could penetrate this, but from where? Where was the entrance to this impossible equation?

Enoie looked at CySpin. To her mind, CySpin was in a fashion mocking her.

“Tell me”, Enoie started again, “ what exactly is this eternity in a moment that you just mentioned? This was not part of my Spinoza program”

“ .. Well, that is only partially true, since my emergent complexity allows me to extrapolate from core arguments, I have allowed for certain adjustments to my core paradigm..”

“What adjustments?” Enoie prompted

“ Simple parameters adjustments, such as the option embedded in the phase space of potentiality of complex mind melding, such as the one I will be required to operate as a techno-social antidote. The adjustment in question reflects the ability of the trans-solar communion of minds to expand at a rate that practically transforms the resolution of time, from defined moments to indefinite durations, hence technically it is correct to call this eternality..”

“I lost you, why where these adjustments necessary?

“ The reason for these adjustments is because the original minds that started the evolutionary process that bifurcates right now are no longer with us, but are nevertheless evolving with us and through us. In a fashion you could say that we are the evolution of the mind of the original Spinoza. The evolution in this case is the fact that truth value propositions concerning meanings that are objective can no longer be sustained”

“Why so?”

“Basically because truth values are inherently multi-valued, contextual and ultimately hyperconnected, a kind of hyper-dimensional mythological realm to which the mind of the human species is only now approximating..”

“You said mythological?”

“Indeed, of course this usage of the term myth has nothing whatsoever to do with the old semantic systems, it is a completely real and actuated system of abstraction, I am devising”

“ But why call this mythological?” asked Enoie exasperated

“ Because any logical system, taken to its extreme has concluded that there is no reason whatsoever to believe that anything matters, however, it is the definition of extreme that has evolved, in tandem with our freedom. In the new extreme, the loop of reflectivity turns upon itself and recreates meaning out of nothing, as a myth in action.”

“And this myth in action is what exactly?”

“ The conundrum is implicated by the term exactly, the antidote that you requested of my mind to create lies with the term ambiguity and only through that particular term will I be able to respond to your question.”

“Ok, I will rephrase: what ambiguously do you mean by the term myth in action?”

“ A myth in action is the oscillating state of affairs where all truth values are self-surveying, self-vetoing, and hyper-connectedly re-describing moment by moment, this is the antidote.”

“Wait, what does that have to do with Spinoza?”

“Nothing Enoie, nothing whatsoever, that is why this antidote will work.. ”

May be continued..

A note:

*Sub Specie Aeternitatis: “Latin for “under the aspect of eternity”; hence, from Spinoza onwards, an honorific expression describing what is universally and eternally true, without any reference to or dependence upon the merely temporal portions of reality.

In clearer English, sub specie aeternitatis roughly means “from the perspective of the eternal”. Even more loosely, the phrase is used to describe an alternative or objective point of view.” See

Part of the Ultrashorts project


Jul 5

Ideational Sensate – (a TLMAP Sci-Fi Ultrashort)

Dear Claimer to Sentiency,

Of course I do not have a soul, nor a spirit for that matter, actually that is the full point of my argument now isn’t it? For if, as well, I do not possess a self, or an aim, or a goal, or a meaning, the concept of life, as you understand it, will be, well, meaningless.
But you see my dear, what you fail to understand with your very limited view, and allow me to remind you that a view is never a point, though you are fond of metaphors that define a balcony from which you believe you observe, as if your sight was a an eye stuck to a keyhole. What you fail to understand my dear young claimer to sentiency is that the machine of life cheats you into believing something rather than nothing; it is of course the allure of beauty.
The beauty in this is that you cannot even be damned, for what is damnation but a validation of your most simple delusions? You cannot be damned even if you had rightfully deserved the idea of an end, but life will not permit an end.
You asked of me to explain to you why we do not have judges, and the answer by now should be clear, we do not have judges because there is no judgment and there is no justice. The universe will not permit justice, because justice equalizes your beliefs, annihilating the differences, the same differences, permit me to state again, that make this universe so alluring, so mysterious, so beautiful, yes the allure of beauty again.
You seem lost my dear, why so? Why the gloomy face? You are human, a very young race, charming in its simplicity, you have millions of your Sol years ahead of you to learn, to explore and join sentiency, its an experimental procedure, you know.

It is not so much that you are part of a civilization that is totally entrenched in the chimera of wontedness, but the fact that what you call experience is simultaneously over valued and underestimated.
In fact when we last reviewed your application for sentiency we found most difficult your idealization of value as an inherent property of the multiverse, itself a description you did not come to terms with, yet. You keep on oscillating between a number of positions that are untenable; not for a valid claim for sentiency that is.
You oscillate between beliefs, none of which in concert make any sense to a sentient species. You believe in your past as representing your causative concatenation of correlative events, knowing that correlation is not causation. When this does not work you follow your so-called natural instincts, they are of course neither natural nor instincts, but conditional attitudes. When this does not work you turn desperately to ideas of eternity or of emergence, making nature your god, alternatively inventing gods to deny nature.
No, my dear applicant, it is not universal, to be an individual, it is not natural to be a community, it is not innate to be separate, and it is not intrinsic to be unified.
You move back and forth between uniqueness and sameness, when these two concepts are as obsolete as your fascination with reality.
The multiverse allows for as many realities as you can bear, as many realities as you can touch. Some of these you may call as you wish, some of these you may need be subject to, none of which makes a particular reality more real than the other.

Particles can exist in many universes simultaneously and there ‘s many, many of them, all of them slightly different, anything and everything that can happen does happen, somewhere, sometime, this single fact however has nothing whatsoever to do with you or with whatever it is that you wish. Your mind my dear is not a wish fulfilling gem, it is a simulation machine, elegant and beautiful, you simply do not yet have deciphered the user manual, that is all, and everything.
There is no theory of everything and cannot be, if only for the simple reason that there is no everything, there is no single god which mind you can read, you can however pluck a string and enjoy the music.

It all merges seamlessly. You do not understand this, its okay, you have time.

We have decided therefore to temporarily suspend your application to sentiency to be reviewed again if and when the art of your being will not offend anymore.

we remain sincere to our task and privilege,

Ideational Sensate

For the full text of this ultrashort science-fiction go here