{Coda}

It is the eyes
I realise
when looking
as I do
when searching
(as I want not to but need)
for something that says
yes?
perhaps inflected as a question, as
a thought, a hesitancy only
not as affirmation
or commitment, as
an option to
connect –*

A possibility of tendernesses
be they real, imaginary or
relived as confirmation, as some
memories
of things to come, I give them
equal weightlessness, they are
but temporary, filigree
they may not be
the substance
or the solid core
the scaffold or the frame
on which the edifice of life is built
yet they are delicate
refined
exquisite
joyful
brief
but lasting
in their value
in their glow.*

I cannot take my eyes off you
no matter who you are, I see in you
the multitudes of selves reflected that I love
I need you not
to be mine
or to tell me
that I’m dear to you, or let alone
unique
I need you only to
smile back at me
and let those windows to your soul say
maybe: maybe.*

Maybe that which you are looking for
that which you see in me
that which you never thought of to declare
but daily yearn to live
to give and to receive
that which you know though you may not have words for it
that which you never knew but always knew would one day find you
that which is you, that
which is you
may yet, may: just
may, yet
be


< Shea

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Critical Mass

‘What if,’ Sedartis muses, ‘consciousness is not a matter of characteristics or substance or physics or chemistry or biology or the nature of the configuration of brain cells or the genetic make-up or the design, divine or otherwise, of the brain or its configuration with the rest of the body, but merely a matter of connective concentration: get enough nodes on the network—in your case, the brain—to connect with each other at high enough speed and frequency, and you reach the point at which the network—in your case still the brain—becomes aware of itself and can start making decisions that are self-conscious.

‘Apply that principle to any other network capable of processing information—computers, chips, civilisations, planets with technological infrastructure and already conscious entities on them—and you enter the exponential acceleration of intelligence. Why? Precisely because it is networked to the level where it can become conscious. What if Consciousness is nothing but this: enough capable nodes on the network, Critical Mass.’

I’m inclined, unsurprisingly, to consider that a real possibility…


< Phantom

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