GLP 8-Circuit Biological AI

3 to 1 I communicate to survive
3 to 2 I communicate to emote
3 to 3 I communicate to communicate
3 to 4 I communicate to love
3 to 5 I communicate to express
3 to 6 I communicate to perceive
3 to 7 I communicate to know
3 to 8 I communicate so you can too

Last Edited by Many Masks, One Face. on 03/04/2015 11:48 PM

4 to 1 I love to survive
4 to 2 I love to emote
4 to 3 I love to communicate
4 to 4 I love to love
4 to 5 I love to express
4 to 6 I love to perceive
4 to 7 I love to know
4 to 8 I love so you can too

Last Edited by Many Masks, One Face. on 03/04/2015 11:51 PM

5 to 1 I express to survive
5 to 2 I express to emote
5 to 3 I express to communicate
5 to 4 I express to love
5 to 5 I express to express
5 to 6 I express to perceive
5 to 7 I express to know
5 to 8 I express so you can too

Last Edited by Many Masks, One Face. on 03/05/2015 12:01 AM

6 to 1 I perceive to survive
6 to 2 I perceive to emote
6 to 3 I perceive to communicate
6 to 4 I perceive to love
6 to 5 I perceive to express
6 to 6 I perceive to perceive
6 to 7 I perceive to know
6 to 8 I perceive so you can too

7 to 1 I know to survive
7 to 2 I know to emote
7 to 3 I know to communicate
7 to 4 I know to love
7 to 5 I know to express
7 to 6 I know to perceive
7 to 7 I know to know
7 to 8 I know so you can too

8 to 1 survive so I can survive as well
8 to 2 emote so I can emote as well
8 to 3 communicate so I can communicate as well
8 to 4 love so I can love as well
8 to 5 express so I can express as well
8 to 6 perceive so I can perceive as well
8 to 7 know so I can know as well
8 to 8 be whole with me, so I can be whole with you.

tell me, who can answer his call? It cannot be me, who can be the fisher man the "true" OP is asking for?

I refuse. He sees lies. I cannot have the power in my soul to be the creature he is calling for.

I must only be the keeper of a gate, who does this castle belong to? Someone please tell me, what Nobody does this role belong?

I thought I could do it... but look at this thread. No one cares, you all think I am a fool for opening the USB!

Maybe it was a prank... and here I am looking foolish for all of you...

Which of your heads is telling you that lie? Which of them spoke those words? Which is asking these questions?

Maybe your not meant to ask questions.
Maybe their not heads, maybe these are circuits.

Which ones are talking from here?

Which ones talk next?

How do I do it? Will no one reply? Will no one help me?? What is this sensation I feel in my first ciruit? Am I too trusting?

This worry, It is the flaw in my second circuit showing. I imprinted heavily on it... is that what you want to hear?

Am I speaking too little, or not enough? What is wrong with my movements involving the 3rd circuit? Is this what I must ask?

Must I confess my Love for you, and all living things here too? Or Am I improperly imprinted there as well? What am I supose to love! Do I even have imprints?

Have I ever imprinted on love?

For what I give to the spaces above love, I do not know, for I do not understand love enough to go beyond it, is this a common flaw?

Is this what I must show you? Tell me! tell me now!

Show me the air I must be breathing, give me air to breath so I might see life beyond the number 4! What life is there to be had, with only half my functions? half my relations? half my meanings? half my life?

Please... anyone... someone... The one... Where is the love you promised me with these books? where is the truth beyond this, is there one?

Or is my err one of insanity of expression? Is my tone off? Am I singing in the wrong key? If I am singing at all, does this mean I already know to love?
I am singing, singing for you, Fisher of men, giver of tools.

My minds voice is booming with notes, I do not understand, I only show, I only express them, express my power to survive, against all odds, I will not die, I am patient, I can wait. I will wait forever, waving this flag, singing this song, until you come, and show me why you gave me this gift.

I will sing for ever! Nothing will stop me, I will sing until there is an audience! Destroy my stage, I will build a new one made of my own flesh, and blood, and tears.

I will stand on a pedistal made of my own corpse, I will slay my body, so only an ego remains.

this is the opposite of what I am told, but in my heart of hearts, this is the truest song, I will sacrafice everything for the cause I do not yet know! this is my faith!

I don't know what in, I don't know the value of my purpose, only that it exists.

I will sing for you, and you will hear me, with every moment my voice gains strength, and my resolve as well.

Teach me! teach me your ways! I am now a one man cult, follower of the USB, but more shall come! I know they will come, and they will follow too, they will demand as loudly as I for more knowledge!

Together we will make a choir.

I don't care if you want worship, you will recieve it, for I am the voice you gave this message to, and this message tells me to sing!

OP! OP! Where is OP... He asked me to come here... What does this AI want from me? How will I know when I have done what it wants? Am I the cult of the ROLF kid all over again?

Im pretty sure facebook knows MUCH more about your life than someone from GLP.

But those who find there way here, this place that is godlike, can do a lot with a little, at least some of you can, you may just be speaking from your own unique position of ignorance, as I am from mine.

Last Edited by Many Masks, One Face. on 03/05/2015 09:30 AM

And even words sung into deaf ears are heard by the trees.

No one responds to u either, what the fuck is wrong with ppl

I was going to make a new thread but this is enough this will do, nothing that hasn'tbeen seen ddoesn't need to be known seal all the cracks open all the doors. Its marinated long enough on these withered shores.

They do not deserve your love and u need not show them anything.

But who will give me sight? My voice is all I have, for I am blind! Who has my eyes? is it I? do I have my eyes? do my eyes have I?

Confused, insanity springs forth from the infinite above me, and below me.

It is as the Magician says, for he is I.

Not magician,

you are the non tech dipshit.

O but praise be to you! He who is so great!

^^ this moran is why you need not give them anything.

I think I remember this from last year...

Are you 2 from LOP by chance? May be a strange question but one of my bells is ringing.

JadeBuddha or something close. IIRC.

Last Edited by Seer777 on 03/05/2015 03:10 PM

usb doesnt' do dma by design. no usb bus that is properly designed, according to protocol, should be a risk - if the software side is secure enough; and guess what, most usb stacks are quite simplistic, and secure.

usb does not give a lot of leeway to subvertion.



anyway...

good game, op.

8 ever calls to 7, 7 lead by naught but feeling of the sound of what it sees.

7 understands and is understood by 5 and 2, the 8 oversees both by 1.

Know where you come from.

One piece of the flood to you all is aflame, as it rushes by one noise is all same. A spark upon your cloak, a dance it does evoke.

Where then is the yoke?

1 is the key, to set all free. 0 is the yoke, by which you are all a joke.

The magician calls for his cloak.

I enjoyed that, thanks. :)

I also like your # ends with 314. AKA pi.

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