Peace War, A Story

September 9, 2009

Peace Way, by Adrian Perez

Alexandra stood in the naive of the dome fortress. She waltzed over to the window and found the valley in ruins. Still in ruins, she thought.

It was a long time before the Geodesics would arrive at the planet. If not waiting, then wanting something from them all.

She unfurled her computer and sat to prepare for autistic mode. She needed to practice if she was going to oppose their takeover of the Gantry. She was the only one left here, everyone had died of Pox.

Wrapping her hands into the computer’s chording surface she felt for the appropriate keys. Rubbing in the final configurations to begin the process. Light from the screen dimmed and she increased her ocular capacity, causing the color in her eyes to exchange away as her pupils widened.

The screen flickered a set of colors in a very specific order. Analyzing her brain for the proper feedback, slowly convincing it that she was who she claimed she was and that she should learn what she was asking to.

Alexandra’s chord grips grew tighter around her. She relaxed and fell into induced autism. She relaxed to get a sense of her body. She sensed the breeze from outside and the lights in the corridors. All of the sensory information of life was pouring in as she maximized her sensitivity. She started to pick up small muscular tremors. Little ripples of blood and tension that an untrained person would never sense. She saw how the movements of her body related to her thoughts.

Most people felt that Aut-class individuals were mainly controlled by the programs they used to train. But it was quite the opposite. Most of the ability was derived from within. Alexandra had trained all of her few years so that she could effectively and rapidly remove all distraction from the subject of study. And with devices that could output as fast as she was inputting, she could process countless thousands of the facets of life that history held, in the blink of an eye.

Next she dropped her discrimination levels. Humans have an immense capacity for judgement. Babies learn in a heavily encoded way by virtue of their lack of judgement. This results in a lot of trial and error which eventually creates heavier and more elaborate forms of judgement. This would be inhibiting to learning for Alexandra.

An autistic person can gain just as much interest from the dirt on the wall behind you as he does from looking at your face. Normal people eventually judge away the extraneous data in their environment. So much so that they can’t even tell you there was a spot on the wall they could have noticed.

Judgement is good for things like deciding which threat to run away from. But it’s not good for learning. If you have a bunch of negative feelings surrounding your teacher’s eyebrows, this will inhibit you. If you didn’t get a math formula the first time and you have guilt over it, this will inhibit you. The elimination of judgement was the most important part of autistic mode.

Judgmentlessness was only created from immense trust and self-confidence. Alexandra meditated on this every day.

Finally, the computer determined she was ready. It began to act like an externalized judgement machine, stopping Alexandra from looping back on data too frequently. And so, over the next half hour, as the Geodesic ships came closer and closer to the planet. Alexandra prepared for War.

Advertisements

One Response to “Peace War, A Story”

  1. Jason Says:

    I really enjoyed this piece. I could definitely see more spinning out of this concept. The transhumanist ideas and enhancing our abilities is something that we need to take a serious look at.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: