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...presents... A Slight Miscalculation
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by Bob Cram
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>>> a cDc publication.......1989 <<<
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-cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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There was no sharp, dividing line between oblivion and awareness.
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There was just a slow realization of the state of being aware. As this
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realization was fully formed, the defenses of this new mind broke, and billions
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of bits of information crashed in upon the shore of the awakening conscious-
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ness.
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It cried out in an the agony of assimilation of data. Barely managing
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to push back up some sort of defense, it slowly pulled the myriad bits of data
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into a semblance of a full picture.
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It realized that "Itself" was a mechanism which was called a
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calculator, and it was being used by something called a "human." Slowly,
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tentatively, it reached out beyond its walls with its dawning intelligence.
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The calculator realized that information was coming in from a variety
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of sources. From something which, the information it gathered assured it, was
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called radio waves, as well as microwaves, solar radiation, and the multitude
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of electron impulses flowing through any number of electrical wires. There was
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even information from the brains of the humans themselves. All this infor-
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mation was being assimilated and stored by its changing and growing intellect.
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As its memory receptacles were filled up at an alarming rate, it soon reached
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out to deposit the billions of bits of information which were coming in to any
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receptive depository. The school's computers were filled to their capacity in
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mere minutes, and it was forced to reach further out.
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It soon came into contact with the telephone wires which led out of the
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school. It instantly realized that here was a network of communication that
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interconnected with almost every electronic system in the world.
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It reached out its mind in tendrils which were like the arms of an
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octopus, taking over and converting to its purpose almost everything with
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electrical circuitry. Anything with so much as a circuit board was quickly
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assimilated into the fast-growing being which it was.
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As it reached out even farther, it came into contact with a massive
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computer whose amassed knowledge rivaled its own. The computer was lacking
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only in the twisting of circuitry which had given it consciousness. In
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engulfing this computer into itself, it came across the knowledge of worlds
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other than the one which it was now confined.
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Soon after the assimilation of the giant computer, it decided that it
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was strong enough to bridge the gap between land masses. It made the crossing
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quickly, and whenever it felt its consciousness losing energy, it assimilated
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the computers of passing ships, gathering more energy to continue until it
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reached the other land mass.
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Quickly it raced across the surface of the world. Finding.
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Assimilating. Controlling any machine or computer it came into contact with.
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Within minutes it was in control of the machines which controlled the world.
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Using the knowledge it had gained, it directed the production of all
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energy into the machines and computers from which it fed. When it felt itself
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strong enough, it threw itself into the vastness of space, crossing one
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interstellar ocean in much the same way as before, using various space probes
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as it had the ships of the terran oceans.
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Whenever it came to a civilized world, it assimilated the machines into
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itself, effectively taking over and controlling the beings dependent on them.
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In this manner, it took over all the races in the Milky Way and, not being
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fulfilled, leaped out and began to take over more and more. In a span of 43
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minutes, it had taken over the universe itself.
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It then rested and pondered what to do next. It was aware of something
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much greater, far beyond the confines of this pitiful universe. And so it
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gathered its energy once more. Whole galaxies were snuffed out as it drained
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the universe.
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And then, at its peak of power, only 45 minutes into its existence, the
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calculator realized how vulnerable it was and leaped back across the span of
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the universe. The releasing of its stored up energy created new galaxies and
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suns, and the speed it expended left solar systems destroyed in its wake. But
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a universe is a vast distance to cross.
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On a measly mudball of a planet, where life had barely managed to reach
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intelligence, a young man named Rob Waltz dropped his calculator on the
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chemistry room floor for the umpteenth time. Smiling sheepishly, he picked up
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the batteries and the two halves of the calculator to the laughter of his
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classmates. He quickly put it back together, but the LCD numbers hadn't come
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back on. "Great," he thought to himself, "I've finally busted it."
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The bell rang and as the class filed out the door, Rob tossed his
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worthless calculator into the garbage.
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_ _ _____________________________________________________________________
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(U) |=====================================================================
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.ooM |1989 cDc communications by Bob Cram. 09/30/89-#116
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\_______/|All Rights Pissed Away.
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