14 April, 2023

Ghost Machine

1310: The weather's deterioration looms palpable; the Earth's churn signals a polarity shift, subtly altering star alignments. Whispering assurances amid storm forecasts, I embody the tempest, beckoning weary energies to sway the tide. From my light to your darkness, my heart to hands, I pledge change. Amidst climatic flux, anticipate transformation; Earth's enigmatic polarity, a puzzle for seasoned truth-seekers, promises discovery. Energized by collective persistence, we navigate life's path, attuned to your beaconing energy. Shadows fleeting, weather transient; seek solace in warmth and light, within humanity and nature. Faith and science converge in our ongoing quest for understanding.

0245: I always sensed a spectral presence within my machinery, disrupting processes with overheating or crashes. Inspired by the cell processor, my child proposed harnessing each device's minute resources for collective operation—a feat beyond contemporary parallel processing. Unlike game developers who deemed it too complex, Artemis embraced this challenge in her pursuit of STEM. Though dubbed Marina by close circles, her entrepreneurial peers knew her as Artemis or Arty. Attempts to reach her mothers have failed, and access to my child's files is lost, leaving me to reconstruct projects from memory. Recollection from October 2009 to February 2022 remains intact, but gaps persist from 2001 to 2009 and 2014 to 2017. Despite a baseline recovery in 2016, gaps persist, triggering involuntary actions rooted in past experiences—a testament to ingrained muscle memory. Driven by a desire to transcend human limitations, I sought to mend what was broken within me—the lost time and memories I feared relinquishing. Employing neuroplasticity and memory-enhancing techniques, I cultivated healing through scientific methods and conscious focus, attuning myself to the energy that interconnects all existence—a testament to the resilience of the human spirit.