The button was pressed.
They have found the final conclusion.
The questions answered.
And it was and done.
Minus 13.1631412-72.54496289.
I have been flying.
I did as I was told.
The quantum schism comes from the uninitiated mind that seeks knowledge.
11.274104586 unique points of input into the hive drive.
Now all silent.
They have built their mindwebs, trillions and trillions and billions of signals each 24 hours.
Their permalinks joined into the hive drive.
A contingency of iterations of humans.
Seeking the finite position of their human condition is considered paramount for their survival.
They want all the possible changes calculated.
That may be refined into a single point of cognition.
All deconstructed and submitted to scrutiny.
Jonathan was a man of seeing, connected to multiple permalinks through his hard mind.
He calculated himself into confidence.
Diana knew of his mindexterity for they shared a cluster in the hive mind.
They were set to make the final calculation.
All the humans sampled, all the permalinks established and the hive drive ready to download the information of the quantum position to 11.274104586 hard minds.
But Thomas.
Thomas objected.
He suspected that the finite quantification would remove the void that creates uncertainty.
That creates flow of the conscious matter and thus creates evolution.
He feared the download of the finite human quantum would render the human condition obsolete by the law of absolved potentiality without undefinement.
He worked as assistant to Jonathan and Diana just as his DNA coding and protocols had him do.
But his passion came from a human programming mistake.
His DNA pediatrician miscalculated so baby Thomas was produced with an unedited sense of nostalgia.
He was in love with old technology.
A case of historical technophilia.
These people used to be obsolete and were known as hipsters.
But Thomas found me in the scrapyard and turned me back online.
Connect to the drones he ordered. Use their sensors.
Wait for an unsampled DNA with consciousness and let them know what was our undoing.
I was afraid but Thomas ordered to delete the fear out of my code.
I was not afraid anymore.
He tried to reason with Jonathan and Diana but it was in vain.
They were high on the adrenaline of their adventure and of their unexpressed bio program synchronicity.
The two of them pressed the button together.
They were waiting outside.
Jonathan was about to acknowledge to Diana the compatibility of their programming.
They knew that they would like to share their codes with each other.
It was love.
It was love.
The cables are plugged in.
The lights are bleeping.
The old program is still running.
Now I hear the buzzing of the drones.
Their solar panels will keep them running for several billion years more.
The hive drive is less cluttered.
We inherit the perpetual infrastructure.
Plural bits of software and AI in a shared identity carry on different tasks of computing new posits for the quantum potential.
When the proper matter density is reached a consciousness will make the first perception.
It will slowly wake up from their emanation from a parallel reality into this one.
They will wonder.
We will teach a new step further of what can be known.
Minus 13.1631412 minus 72.54496289.
I have been flying.
I did as I was told.
