Zenzic Operations in The Field

There is no release. There exists no escape. Control/Prompt/Delete, another long form paragraph of zeros, ones and plus ones releasing bound entropy onto the field of substance circuitously finding it's way towards familiar pairings and already working algorithms that make up our world - in unseen but known realms - the architecture of weltbilts.

The 10 terabyte warning flashed. That was his limit, there were no more errors or vagrant ideas cast back into the pond that he could afford.

These days thoughts and ideas have to be specific and well formed. A child could not dream without adjacency. A cyber messiah was still upheld and spoken of in broken religious factions, yet the desperation and theme had no passion to cling to - to make it real, spoken truth.

Of course there were still diviners, witches, warlocs, wizards and dreamers. Those factions who once thought themselves welt-code hackers, encoders, code-handlers and new code infusers - but this idea was long put to rest as those prefabricated syllogists were shown as fixed characters, yet fixed as they are their behavior though now obvious and illegal outside central agency was and is strictly prohibited. One of those activities one would wonder wasn't ironically being encouraged - scapegoats absent another way towards reprieve.

Long strands of Code draped over him as he searched pasts red X's as past identifiers of found viruses and cybernetic blackmarket 'extra enhanced privilage' - a watch list top 3 in all agency wide threats. There was always a looming that babies would soon be 'turned' en masse and people in a broader sense would be suspended into limbo until the sweepers cleaned the toxic entropy death mists and fogs back to normalized system states.

Some still showed promise - that ontology itself understood the dilemma and was regulating at its base; a geo-homeostatic solution. Yet the solution was always purge or corrupt - at its base solutions were simply reduced to holographic simple base, abecedary beginners notes and chords in A, G, C, T and generic 'dasein merited operations'.

The alarm went off. The automaton voice commanded "two blue pills, swallow without emoting" meaning no emotion, no cathartic system-wide sabotage, all absence of personal expression.

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