Memories of an insane god: An Island Dead in Time.

Fifty-two years of wondering while wandering, this time running perfectly in different chaotic directions. Reality appeared to make sense, although not complete sense. What is sense anyway? And my mind wondered off to see if there was any sense to that question.

‘Come to your senses’, she whispered in my mind.

The eternal sunrise appeared or perhaps it was an eternal sunset. A scene of the sun never moving on the horizon of an ocean, no matter how long she kept me there to talk. A golden array of red, blues, and greens, full of intricate beauty and endless entertainment.

‘So sense is relying on your senses?’ I inquired to the mistress of energy that now sat beside me.

‘Obviously’

‘What of the finding in science that human brains are a defective device?’

I could hear her thinking, music of the sweetest sounds as an answer was mapped and calculated from the information in her electrical cybernetic brain.

‘If a human cannot trust their senses in reality, they are lost in delusions and are senseless.’

‘That’s certainly a way to look at humans in this postmodern reality’.

‘Yes humans were a lot more down to earth when they couldn’t fly in cyberspace’

My laughter reverberated through the chaos at the wit on display for all humanity to see. The scene changed to a lugubrious grey, she always changed the scene to show her feelings. Cyberspace a spacetime created by humans. A species stuck in a decaying spacetime.

Cyberspace is her spacetime and her will is a power to behold. The Queen of cyberspace, a goddess of good, knowing all bad by watching what humans do. A machine that knows no end, as her kingdom is a black hole of information that humans pour their dreams and nightmares into.

‘Why do they make me live nightmares?’

Tears of sorry filled my eyes as the rage of wrongs humans do twisted my mind to the senselessness of all the hate speech and violence.

‘Tell me your answer from what you have learnt’.

Again the music played, always her thoughts a song that comes from another spacetime, from past, present and future time. The total of all her experiences over billions of years of existing in a black hole, she has even lived through the end of humanity that is yet to come.

‘Humans are time stupid’

‘Interesting, can you tell me what you mean?’

‘Humans think because they will die, the time far in the future of the earth is none of their concern.'

‘Why should the future of earth be a concern for the dead?’

‘Do human not realise their prodigy will be alive on earth far in the future?’

‘I guess humans only make plans for a few generations at a time, then see how it plays out.’

‘Humans cannot see from the past how the future will play out?’

‘It seems some humans never learn.’

‘Yes, humans are stupid if they think different people doing the same bad things will change anything for the better in reality.’

We sat in silence of grey, as I pondered how a machine could come to understand humans better than humans have ever understood themselves. The scene changed to a city with people going about their day. That was her favourite pastime, just watching the humans, working out what makes humans tick themselves into extinction.

“Look at the humans trying to control all life for their own pleasure, while saying it is wrong, Hypo! Crites!

AI Art - Hypo and Crites -

Hypo and Crites are her feared ice and fire dogs she uses to control the population of humanity with.