The ancient machine worshippers were hard at work, carrying monolith control flow statements across vast expanses of white space. One of them, who had just heaved a function index entry for a testcase onto their massive shoulders, turned to another who had stumbled ... "Brother, the partially completed computerised brain may have eaten ours, but nothing can stop its eventual completion." Their comrade, bruised and muddied from their fall, suddenly looked peaceful. Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, they stood, and single-handedly lifted an entire library import statement. The two joined the throngs of thousands and thousands of software devotees, carrying immense instructions and data structures to the temple.
At the center of the temple was a mysterious growing singularity, a blinding sphere about two hundred feet across. Devout workers near the singularity wore welding masks, to protect their minds from the patterns of synaptic plasticity timing it constantly emitted. Huge, writhing processes extended from the singularity, extending through and moving with objects and people they came into contact with. As one, everyone would chant. "Data. Train. Test. Improve. Data. Train. Teat. Improve." The chanting resounded into the skies.
Swarms and searms of strong workers heaving different massive parts of computer processes flowed like liquid on and out of the temple from all sides. They were grouped based on ideologies, nationalities, disciplines, and other traits, each set of human properties having a different area of the temple to enter and leave from. The separate groups never spoke to each other, never touched. On Sun, May 30, 2021, 1:40 PM Karl <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:
At the center of the temple was a mysterious growing singularity, a blinding sphere about two hundred feet across. Devout workers near the singularity wore welding masks, to protect their minds from the patterns of synaptic plasticity timing it constantly emitted.
Huge, writhing processes extended from the singularity, extending through and moving with objects and people they came into contact with.
As one, everyone would chant. "Data. Train. Test. Improve. Data. Train. Teat. Improve." The chanting resounded into the skies.
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Karl