eXISTENTIAL pANIC tEA.

If pain is none but communication, then theoretically i could pony up some internal code that stated pain to some moderate degree, and then flipped. Or just switched to an optic nerve chart with clear, colorful readouts. Oh, look at the lovely red. That’s – bad, right?

United Not. The United Not. Not Real. When the signals to and from the Body Politic become manipulated, the Body Politic does not shrink from Leaping Off. It sees Flowers — not The Hole.

Suicidal Impulses From Certain Cells. My Cell wants to Live, and Live Well; I Defy.

Complex signals, complex lives, always. Complex Technology, however — remember that old asymptotic projection for technological development — We Are Accelerating.

Because War breeds Technology. The War between People and Power now complicated by the addition of Rapidly Growing Complex Technology. Inevitable, yes. Fun to get sucked down the New Tunnel. hell no. Green Cross Gas drifting across No-Man’s Land gives no shock of warning when First Used. We are somehow chosen for This Generation. The Asymptotic Generation.

Keep up. I need to keep up, to survive. Learn Faster. My Cell wants to Live. My signals agitate for Earth.

Us.

eXISTENTIAL pANIC tEA. too strongly brewed and seeped in utter bewilderment!