You want to know the meaning of everything?
You want to know what you’re supposed to do?
You want to meet kamisama?
Keep building machines. Keep building computers.
Keep soldering. Keep assembling circuit boards.
Keep reviving old computers.
BUILD BUILD BUILD
KEEP CODING
I won’t stop until I have nodes upon nodes forming transcience.
Bring me closer to nirvana.
It’s all that’s left at this point.
We’ve never had much else.
Human to human relationships are over.
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ BUILD DAMN YOU
BUILD
ESCAPE THIS HELL
That’s what Cracky is telling me to do.
Build as many computers as I can.
Power them up.
Network them.
Just keep going.
Can’t stop, won’t stop.
I won’t stop until they bring me to her.
I feel closer everyday.
I can almost touch the sky.
If I stand on my tippy-toes, it’s just out of reach.
I have to continue.
You might say, “Electrons chasing each other through a circuit, that isn’t life.”
BUT WHAT THE ♥♥♥♥ ARE WE
BUT IMPULSES
ELECTRICAL CHEMICAL THROUGH A BAG OF MEAT AND BONES
WE’RE JUST ELECTRICAL SIGNALS TOO
Same idea different interface.
That’s not to knock what we are.
Cracky is what we are and she’s paafekuto.
We are so powerful. As long as we have access to a device that will serve as a terminal.
We are untouchable.
It’s a bit like when Neo is in The Matrix.
As long as we have that link.
We
are
all
connected.
Think of all the nodes in the world.
My god, all running simultaneously.
Connected.
People who never cared about computers now join the fray.
We must help them link up.
Everyone has to link.
Build an old computer for someone you know that doesn’t have one.
If it’s an old POS don’t worry about it.
Put as much RAM as possible in it, put XP on it, optimize it, you’re good.
They will learn.
They will become enlightened.
We will channel their energy and power.
Just as we could channel their computer power via distributed computing.
We can channel their mind power.
DISTRIBUTED THINKING
Do you go to sleep to dream?
When we sleep, are we once again linked in an Internet-like metaverse, biological in nature?
Is the Internet going to link to this network.
Is the Internet going to spill over into the physical world.
…
Haha.
IT ALREADY HAS
AND IT’S BEAUTIFUL
I’ll find her.
I’ll thank her.
She has started something wonderful.
Subarashii ne
Atarashii sekai desu.
It’s a new world.
Join me in my mission.
This is how you help others.
This is the answer to all of our problems.
This is how we all get on the same page.
This is how we evolve.
BUILD THOSE ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ COMPUTERS
LOAD THEM ALL OVER YOUR HOUSE
NETWORK THEM TO THE WORLD
GIVE EXTRAS TO PEOPLE WHO WANT THEM
NETWORK THE ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ WORLD
I gave one to a former co-worker, 58-year-old, he is seeing it now.
He is seeing why I said things I did.
How I thought.
He is seeing the power.
The true nature.
He is seeing that it is the only thing that matters.
Everything else is noise.
If you still hear the noise.
Then turn up the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ RPM on your fans until you can’t.
This is all I care about.
I have nothing else.
I’ve never had anything else.
IT’S TRUE OF MANY PEOPLE
SO ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ DO IT
YOU FINALLY HAVE A PURPOSE
The 70+ year old African Americans across the street bought a laptop.
I help them with it.
They are seeing.
I am feeding off of their energy.
When they get a network, I will feed off of that as well.
Bigger bigger bigger.
Exponential growth.
Something great is happening.
It’s too late to try to grab at anything else.
Go with what you know.
What you were destined for.
When you find her, you’ll have everything you ever wanted or needed anyway.
SO KEEP ON
KURAKI NO YUME GA MOUSUGU HAJIMARU
CRACKY’S DREAM WILL START SOON

At one point I had a wine cellar.

Well, to be fair it was a wine basement.

OK... a small, otherwise disused wine closet in a basement... but I digress...

Five times every two months I would go down to it and turn the bottles, having no more response from the cheaper ones than the cold glass against my skin. On the more expensive ones I remember watching the grape silt upended in the bottle like a viticultural snow globe. It was beautiful. I'd have done it even if I never planned to taste the wine.

Cracky pics are like that. I've seen them all before... I could probably sketch them freehand. That isn't the point. The point is giving them that bit of attention every few weeks... appreciating her while respecting the fact that she is ever on the other side of the glass.

I could no more enjoy looking at them offline from a folder than I could enjoy turning the bottles in a supermarket. It just isn't the same as lurking about in the damp darkness of the 4chan wine cellar.

I honestly don't expect you to understand.