Hasn't the cellphone evolved into a personal body chip more identified with a user than email. Built-in tracking, recording, surveilling, archiving, linking ubiquitously to a person's manifold associates and activities, portable, unwired, often in multiple versions, well beyond what computers do to 1984 an inmate. These gadgets are expected to be reduced to the size of a gnat, or much smaller, and will come attached to skin and clothing in order to command and access whatever a person needs to interface with other persons, food, housing, transport, 6 feet under. A nascent urge becomes a signal sent and the first ack is to Central Base to finish the thought for you and scratches your dandruff, assays its components and reminds you to buy ABC shampoo within one hour at these imaginary locations or it will be glopped at next bathe. Lay on the floor, don't move, not necessary, day dream and all will come true. You will live about ten minutes or less then replaced automatically with a hot new ver. which will be your self as dreamed by Central. An idle dream question is who will you, everybody, resemble? An electronic datapoint, quadrillion vibrating self-pleasurably forever. In short, a sun for a while then its opposite composed of all the EM ever once emanated. This is Your Rapture.