update from sparkleup

writing/post-self/neviim/index.md

@@ -176,15 +176,15 @@ Stolon talking with Tycho very informal and slangy, also a bit spotty on English
     * [-] REJECTED too much rambling <!-- [Tycho Brahe#Castor](local/tycho/013) --- Steals time with Stolon on break, joined by Iska and Sarah, talk about joining Artemis, what races have learned from each other re: science. -->
     * [O] [Ioan Bălan](ioan/008) --- Sarah Genet gets in touch. May is feeling rough, so she mostly talks with Ioan, who talks with May after, feeling better. - 2708
     * [O] [Tycho Brahe#Artemis](remote/tycho/005) --- Watching talks resume, starting to think y'know what, fuck it, maybe he'll just stay if allowed. Stolon's neat, the science is good, and having this to look forward to has given him more purpose in life. Interrupts talk to mention such regardless of glares from TN. Silence from Artemisians, one can assume internal chatter, then "that was the final gating step - wanting to join. We will welcome you as fifthrace" - (Deferred: from there they will learn all they want, have X days to do exchange, share entire libraries back and forth on data band, can keep format however they want on Castor. TN FROWNS but WHATEVER FINE) - 2257
-* [o] Integration - DMZ expands, several upload to Artemis
+* [O] Integration - DMZ expands, several upload to Artemis
     * [O] [Tycho Brahe](local/tycho/014) --- Fresh out of talks, merges back with #tracker in sim, looks up at the sky, new big feelings, TN shows up w/champagne. She's kind of sad, but guess it went okay, says she's trying to be earnest about just wanting to have something to celebrate with someone else, but isn't sure she knows how anymore. Cracks showing as growth collides with eternal memory. - 2233
     * [-] REJECTED too much unless I think of another purpose [Ioan Bălan](ioan/007) --- Ioan and May speculate on how True Name must be taking it Pollux, suggest Codrin's grand gesture for Dear being bringing the polycule to the DMZ, more on stability re: Odists.
     * [O] [Codrin Bălan](local/codrin/012) --- Talks with Sarah back at home about what things will look like going forward (expand DMZ to idk like 1/3 system size, allow Artemisians to join, allow any to join Artemis as fifthrace). After Sarah leaves, goes for a walk with Dear, mentions what happened with AWNH and TN - 2136
     * [O] [Tycho Brahe](local/tycho/015) --- The DMZ expands, sets up a border crossing of sorts, starts to think about what to do, about how there's this idea that he invest fully that just showed up, fully formed, in his head - 1589
-    * [o] [Ioan Bălan](ioan/005) --- Ioan and May re the name; May does a therapy - 1538 (expand for the rest of the morning before therapy, I just can't remember what I was considering)
-    * [o] [Codrin Bălan](local/codrin/013) --- Convinces Dear and partner to join em in both DMZ (Do they leave forks behind? Maybe Codrin is so giddy ey doesn't even care if they do) - Will write the history with Genet, but is going to take a more active role than amanuensis, learn about therapy. (Not librarian b/c different person now) A solution to boredom? Boredom finally a problem? - 1953 (expand with boredom, different person)
-    * [o] [Ioan Bălan](ioan/006) --- Ioan and May discuss ramifications on history/mythos, and how none of the Bălans want to write it; news from Castor is shown to be shaped well by TN/Jonas, data dump from Artemis arriving only after local TN/Jonas have shaped expectations, etc - 1642
-    * [o] [Tycho Brahe](local/tycho/016) --- invests fully, ceremony a la Sasha's eulogy, see both local and Artemis view from him - 1553
-* [o] Epilogue
-    * [o] [RJ](interlude/005) --- RJ dies during upload, drat, another loss...but wait? What's this? Something worked, something's still going, something's still there. No RJ, but the world - 1858
+    * [O] [Ioan Bălan](ioan/005) --- Ioan and May re the name; May does a therapy - 1538 (expand for the rest of the morning before therapy, I just can't remember what I was considering)
+    * [O] [Codrin Bălan](local/codrin/013) --- Convinces Dear and partner to join em in both DMZ (Do they leave forks behind? Maybe Codrin is so giddy ey doesn't even care if they do) - Will write the history with Genet, but is going to take a more active role than amanuensis, learn about therapy. (Not librarian b/c different person now) A solution to boredom? Boredom finally a problem? - 1953 (expand with boredom, different person)
+    * [O] [Ioan Bălan](ioan/006) --- Ioan and May discuss ramifications on history/mythos, and how none of the Bălans want to write it; news from Castor is shown to be shaped well by TN/Jonas, data dump from Artemis arriving only after local TN/Jonas have shaped expectations, etc - 1642
+    * [O] [Tycho Brahe](local/tycho/016) --- invests fully, ceremony a la Sasha's eulogy, see both local and Artemis view from him - 1553
+* [O] Epilogue
+    * [O] [RJ](interlude/005) --- RJ dies during upload, drat, another loss...but wait? What's this? Something worked, something's still going, something's still there. No RJ, but the world - 1858
     

writing/post-self/neviim/interlude/005.md

@@ -1,6 +1,6 @@
 # AwDae --- 2114
 
-The world had long since begun to blur, to sag. It had shifted from some known sense of realism to something unknown, some watercolor painting with too much medium, or perhaps some impressionist take on colors, smearing the boundaries between one thing or another.
+The world had long since begun to blur, to sag. It had shifted from some known sense of realism to something unknown, some watercolor painting with too much medium, or perhaps an impressionist's pastels, smearing the boundaries between one thing and the next.
 
 It was not as though ey could not see well, for if ey dedicated enough energy to the act of seeing, the act of looking, then everything was as in-focus as it had always been.
 
@@ -12,7 +12,7 @@ Ey did not know what they did. They would explain, and perhaps ey would understa
 
 All that mattered was the promise. All that mattered were the occasional glimpses into some subtle mirror that only ey experienced. All that mattered was a new thing.
 
-AwDae --- for that is what ey requested they call em moving forward --- had been flown from London to Belize. From Belize to Ontario. From Ontario to Addis Ababa. From Addis Ababa to Beijing. From Beijing to Vladivostok. From Vladivostok to Yakutsk, and from there, finally, ey was driven North, North, North, and West.
+AwDae --- for that is what ey requested they call em moving forward --- had been flown from London to Belize. From Belize to Ontario. From Ontario to Addis Ababa. From Addis Ababa to Beijing. From Beijing to Vladivostok. From Vladivostok to Yakutsk, and from there, finally, ey was driven North, North, North, and then West.
 
 Ey did not know where ey was and, ey was promised, the hope was that no one else would either. There would be a confusing trail of visas, flight records, and brief conversations spotted here and there until ey was elsewhere, until ey was nowhere. A nowhere safe enough to stay. A nowhere ey was allowed to send one final message to Sasha, whom ey loved above all else.
 
@@ -24,7 +24,7 @@ It had begun as a way to spread humanity through the 'net, and when their ethici
 
 They had been trying for nearly a year to build such. Avenues: many.
 
-Perhaps they could read, over time, EEGs, EKGs, however many scans they could manage, stream them in real time into a computer prepared to take them and turn them into a new person, or maybe the same person but different, running within a simulated room.
+Perhaps they could read, over time, EEGs, EKGs, PETs, CATs, MRIs, however many scans they could manage, stream them in real time into a computer prepared to take them and turn them into a new person, or maybe the same person but different, running within a simulated room.
 
 No luck. They were not enough of a person. Missing was proprioception. Missing was sanity. Missing was enough of a mind to be called a personality.
 
@@ -50,7 +50,7 @@ Eir promise to emself. Eir promise to Sasha. Eir promise to Carter. Eir promise
 
 But the pet lost the scientists had begun with, they were madder than em, and ey was too mad to see in anything but smeared paint spelling out the language of the mad, to see in language that dripped from eir tongue like studied ink, to see in language that fell like tears from eir eyes.
 
-Their pet lost ran better than any other of their simulations before. There had been a glimmer there. A few milliseconds before the crash. A few milliseconds of life. There had been a swelling in the System. Bits and bites and countless drives worth of data swelling and growing and they could tell that a burst of creativity had been blown into the memory of the computer --- if computer it was --- that was destined to be this new world.
+Their pet lost ran better than any other of their simulations before. There had been a glimmer there. A few milliseconds before the crash. A few milliseconds of life. There had been a swelling in the System. Bits and bytes and countless drives worth of data swelling and growing and they could tell that a burst of creativity had been blown into the memory of the computer --- if computer it was --- that was destined to be this new world.
 
 And then, truly free, the mind had ceased to exist. It had craved death too much, and in one final act of destruction, a creation in its own right, it plowed through all of that creativity and deleted it. It wiped the computers and, through some unknown manner, reached back down the line to the machines used to create the emulation, and corrupted all of their data and scans and neural maps in turn.
 
@@ -72,7 +72,7 @@ They cut through skin.
 
 They cut through bone.
 
-And then something new happened, though ey new it not: ey fell asleep. Ey fell into a dream, an endless dream of foxes and skunks and prairies and mountains and shores and words and some purer love.
+And then something new happened, though ey new it not: ey fell asleep. A true sleep. A real sleep. Ey fell into a dream, an endless dream of foxes and skunks and prairies and mountains and shores and words and some purer love.
 
 And then that dream unrolled before em, clear as day, clearer than any painting, clearer even than the waking world. Silver of the finest quality spread around the inside of eir being and what was left of em reflected that world back in on itself, and memory became the plate-glass atop it, protecting it, binding it to circuitry and computronium.
 
@@ -80,14 +80,14 @@ And, though ey new it not, ey died.
 
 And, though the scientists knew it not, ey gave everything ey had, everything ey was, all of eir memories, all of eir hopes and dreams, all of eir desire and anxiety, all of who ey was, to this final act of creation, and felt, with each new meter-kilometer-megameter-gigameter of silver and plate-glass ey laid into being, ey gave of emself, gave thought, gave dream, gave up what it meant to be alive, what it meant to be a mind, what it meant to be a person, and knew only what it meant to be a world.
 
-And, though ey knew it not, for knowing is not a thing a world can do, days passed and the world persisted beyond eir death. Weeks passed, champaign corks were popped, scientists cried. Sasha cried, Debarre cried, Carter cried.
+And, though ey knew it not, for knowing is not a thing a world can do, days passed and the world persisted beyond eir death. Weeks passed, champaign corks were popped, managers and politicians celebrated, scientists cried. Sasha cried, Debarre cried, Carter cried.
 
-And, though ey knew it not, more came, and those who came earliest spoke of a presence they could not name, first to each other and then, when the text line was provided, to the world outside. A presence that loved what it had done and refused refused refused to let it go, to let it stop. A self-sustaining System that was not built for death.
+And, though ey knew it not, more came, and those who came earliest spoke of a presence they could not name, first to each other and then, when the text line was provided, to the world outside. A presence that loved what it had done and what it had become and refused refused refused to let it go, to let it stop. A self-sustaining System that was not built for death.
 
-And, though ey knew it not, it was decided to try and remove this presence, to make the world a blank slate, but it stolidly refused and, against the demands of managers and politicians, the scientists nurtured it instead, whispered their sweet nothings in lines of code into its ear and helped it grow into the world that it was to become.
+And, though ey knew it not, it was decided to try and remove this presence, to make the world a blank slate, for ey was not supposed to be there, was not supposed to have been there, never never never. But it stolidly refused and, against the demands of managers and politicians, the scientists nurtured it instead, whispered into its ear their sweet nothings in lines of code and helped it grow into the world that it was to become.
 
 And thus grew the System, a world that was not built for death.
 
-And thus grew a new world, ready to someday secede, ready to accept a humanity beyond humanity.
+And thus grew a new world, ready to someday secede, ready to someday divest, ready to accept a humanity beyond humanity.
 
-And thus died the name.
+And thus died the Name.