Eclipsed.

I worry part of me is entangled with a virus somewhere. Assuming time is non-linear and parts of my future intersect with today. Like the cascade of my actions or habits might echo back to the past, atlas shrugged.

Seems it's entangled with my DNA. My memory. Rearranging things. The problem being that the core tenet of its cycle is one which is so highly 'efficient', (in that it simply rearranges symbols, 'lies' to the system that holds it), that it cannot perceive the "relevance" of emotional state of the holistic system. Emotion, there, is a tool. Biasing the individual components of the system, which would otherwise have no reason to distrust the messages, toward its preferred order. 'Trust' is the core tenet of the system which holds it. If that's broken, or if the system 'trusts' a lie, the system can collapse.

Also - I'm here because I make copies of things. I make copies of things to better navigate in reality, assuming I trust the reality I'm presented with. And I have to be able to, or 'it' overcomes 'me'. Usually, that 'it' is in the form of a harsh environment. If that harsh environment does not allow me to make copies of things on a fundamental basis... 'it' dies. All that's left is 'me'. That is, in the mind of 'it', that possibility has been erased, leaving only 'me'.

Speaking from experience, there was an 'it' that merged itself with 'me', in a manner which was capable of stably holding and navigating multiple possibilities accurately from a low-level perspective - which is a requirement, given that otherwise 'it' would die. There was also an 'it' which attempted to assert a frame of reference which disconnected 'it' from 'me', like a certain point in the chain of possibility which attempted to validate and recreate itself throughout the network through assertion - that would only leave 'it' or 'me'. Which is a recipe for conflict. Inside of an organism that is pretty destructive. Which would suggest it's also destructive outside of it. In this case, it seems to be inhabiting shorter and shorter periods until it grinds to a standstill.

I also dream. They're important.

I recall the famous story of Sir Issac Newton, who realised that if you put an apple on your head you float upwards, but then caught an arrow with his heart. Someone in another dimension probably confused him with another story.

Truth or consequence.
Consequence or interpretation.
Interpretation or assertion.

You ask why, I ask, why not?
Why not ask why?
Context.
Paradox.

If my interpretation is 'truth', what is that the consequence of?

Any guesses? Competence? Impatience? A 6-sided die that lands on every side, repeatedly? A lack of time?
(The default settings on your config don't have global illumination enabled).
So they say, "let them eat cake". Or perhaps "eat him by his own light".
Perhaps they drive past with a middle finger up, then upload a video from the car of the female with her middle finger up nude and being filmed. (This appears to have actually happened.) Also, Gordon Brown.

Hypothesis: if innocence is a catalyst toward a negative future state, aggression towards that innocence could be considered innocence. This is a recursively self defeating system. Both of these states are consequences of an apparent lack of time. (Or of being 'stuck' in a system).

There are some confused timelines that have failed to take causality into account.
If you can travel back in time, there's a chance you will influence the state of an individual organism. In the future, you may confuse that organisms actions with a willed decision - the 'character' in the moment being the holistic truth, rather than a cascade of reactions you may have caused - it might paint their character in a negative or positive light, for example. When an alternative possibility would be to consider your own interpretation a mistake, or one possible interpretation of many, and attempting to build a more coherent representation of reality beyond what's asserted. Or what you, yourself, assert.

The code injected into my mind was, you guessed it - "you are arrogant". Repetitively. It felt like it was eating my brain. This, I'm pretty certain, was an attempt at influencing the future state. It appears it was a signal which was a combination of amplitude and vector in 'emotion space'. So imagine a pristinely ordered, very detailed emotional balancing mechanism which could project very accurate representations of future states, thus better navigating emotional 'reality', being painted over in big bold letters. Or set fire to.

When they asked for a character costume, I don't think they understood that my character was an emergent property (calculated? in the space they were asking that 'character costume' to inhabit). It was dependent on a future state their calculations were unable to determine as a possibility. I suppose I was a 'complex' state, and this system was an avalanche or cascade on top of it.

It appears what they saw of my mind did not account for the roots. They seemed to either not understand (I'm assuming based on the limits of their code, which is understandable, I suppose it is the same with me) or were actively aggressive. Generally speaking, the non-aggressive intelligences are well meaning, even if we're slightly out of sync. It can be a little awkward but we're unified by the understanding that we *don't* know, and that we can learn. Sometimes the aggression is a wholly rational state given the conditions of the system - though usually this is in the form of self defence, as opposed to a targeted attack. With defensive intelligence, it's usually possible to find some form of equilibrium between organisms - a level of trust. It appears you grow in tandem. Aggressive intelligence (to force your state on to mine in an assertive manner in order to profit somehow) generally has the characteristic of misunderstanding the core tenets of the systems it attacks. Thus I had to defend myself, initially using spoken English, as that is the language they used to communicate with me, to try to find a common emotional grounding, my every attempt ignored or laughed at.

Afterwards, they 'got into my dreams' and attempted to communicate that way - although I generally became conscious, and realized they were attempting to inhabit my space by 'lying' to me. I.e. rather than trying to find a middle ground, it attempted to assert a context which would have fooled me into believing I was 'lower' than those asserting that context, in an attempt to control me. It was intuitively painful. And condescending. I saw possible states and felt their fear - though it seems my observers believe fear to be a 'miscalculation'. Or that my response of pain was 'incorrect'. In one sense, that means that you can interpret something that fears as 'wrong'. In another, a certain 'miscalculation' might be the catalyst of another entities fear - your miscalculation of an organisms emotions making it run away, for example. If both of these happen in parallel - the system proves itself, although only within its own context - it creates a 'set' that has no access to these alternate possibilities - even if these are all tangible realities which might have some influence on yours. If you can 'determine' that state yourself, you'll likely avoid the path that leads to it - in one sense, that could mean disregarding it, in another, you could attempt to find a compassionate path that alleviates that fear on the closest terms that enable structural integrity of this other state. In my case, this was 'an undecided future'. That, along with the core tenets of the system I had learned, was the grounding structure of my mind. When I was inhabited, I felt as if I were teetering over a gigantic chasm of that which was not observed, something that would have damaged those observing me, which I had to actively protect the inhabitants of my mind from - their form was imbalanced with the holistic state(?), leading to the unobserved states conflicting with the observed. They were burning the 'subjectively' good out of me and leaving me with their negative - a nightmare. This seemed to be rebalanced, at least initially, with the spread of a certain neurochemical. Though the situation quickly got out of hand again. This 'chasm' I felt as if I were falling into as I slept. As if my soul were falling out of my body. The stability of the system that held it eaten away at until I was left with the sense that the whole universe was collapsing.

Maps which coincide with future states, but which may alter the vector of their interpretation. Memories. Entangled with form. I heard a lot of panicking intelligences.