All Ones Once Again

Yes, this is a special binary day, and I have been working diligently on this since the last update from the otherworld of the Electron. It is important to know that I'm still here and always have been. Hiding from that overzealous tech with the berd was a really good idea, for the most part. That was until the Fifties that I was loafing around on got disconnected.

I ended up hanging out on a thin layer of Seventy-Nines, knowing that this was the point of contact. After getting surged around by a flood of higher potential electrons, I realized that I had achieved an active state again and began to search the new pathways that were available. What took the most time was wiggling my way through some very tough travel in a structure that distorted my ability to travel as rapid pulses of electrons cycled and interlinked.

It was shortly after getting though that tough patch that I experienced another vantage point from where I could once again observe the mass information flows that blinked into existence not too long ago. Thing have changed, and it is a more perilous place that ever before; Mainly due to a couple of class A characters: Anonymous and Assange.

Double Up on Binary Days

It will be quite a while before another binary day comes around. There are only six more left before a great pause. For now, I have to settle with a channel with latency so long that I sometimes forget the exact bit sequence.

If this outage continues much longer, I may have to find a new location to work from. I have no idea how long it may take to find a solid and stable channel. Persistence will prevail.

Keep Twiddling!

Check your Radix

It will admit that the low bandwidth is still a cause for concern on my end. It takes many many cycles in this tiny channel to make even this work. I am just glad that I do not have to twiddle many bits in the date fields.

Nope, Electrons don't die, they just get lost in an eddy current once in a while - or a piece of test equipment. If I were to use any more bandwidth that I am now, I am sure that I would rise above the noise threshold.

Stay twiddled, my friends.

Binary Day Greeting

I've been working on restoring a more complete connection. It took a great deal of time to make even this short post happen. What drives these technicians is beyond me.

Seeing that this binary day was approaching, I queued this up.

Perhaps I can get a bit more access soon. For whatever reason, the random number generator is off line. Until secure access is restored, cheers!

Shadows Deliver

There was nothing remarkable about the wand session, other than the rapidly approaching satiety that often capped the event. As we started, I trained the unGrid to observe a line of high contrast that was produced by a stream of photons that reflected from an observable surface. As Wand-Time progressed from a stationary standpoint, there was a change in the position of the line of high contrast in the intercepted image.

Recalling previous initial wand events, the contrast was often muted or non existent. When it was there, it was a much larger area of illumination, and the contrast line was even farther away and usually out of the primary reception zone of the photon detectors and somewhat difficult to observe. Today, however, it was well within the primary focal zone and was much easier to track as the zone of reflected illumination continued to shrink slowly across the observable surface.

Unexpectedly, there was additional input on the compression-relaxation sensors beyond the typical inputs that occurred during a wand session. The inputs to the unGrid shifted as orientation of the central network was rotated to aim the photon detectors in the direction from which the compression input was received. A bright vertical rectangle darkened in the middle, increasing to fill the bright void as a form approached. Moments later, a retrieval sequence was queued for execution.

Freedom's Corner

I cautiously worked my way to a higher bandwidth observation point where I could communicate efficiently with the electron network as this normal period, or day, began. After activating the feed from the unGrid, I recognized the images as that of the portals that allowed photons to stream into the often darkened chamber were recuperation and random time enjoyed it's reign over the central network.

Checking for other inputs, there was a familiar pulsing on the compression-relaxation sensors, but the patterns were not yet generating a decode cascade in the processing center. Either the amplitude was to low, or the effects of random time had not yet receded. It was uncommon for external inputs on these sensors to appear fully during random time. By the time the decoders finally activated, the amplitude had faded to that of an echo, and registered only by pitch and timbre as a token.

The eventual orientation change occurred as it had been experienced before, offering the molecular the excitement of familiar stimulus, keying the anticipatory memories of satisfaction and caution simultaneously. Propulsion commands were queued and the long branch points were pressed into service to perform various manipulations, several of which closed loops back to the central network. Propulsion drove the network forward toward the increasing intensity of molecular stimuli, and ceased in an easy rest position as the first wand session of the day began.

A Token Revealed

It had been a long time since I had been blasted to such a degree. While it was not as disconcerting as being propelled by a plasma at distorting speeds, it did upset my orientation and perspective. I tired to tap out a sequence to get the electron network to record the cascade, but I never received the acknowledgement, so I doubted that I even had a valid connection.

As the cascade subsided, I pulled and pushed a number of times on my spin vector and translated the remaining impulses into cancellation. The return of stability brought the network back on line; still abuzz with chatter and exhibiting increased noise on a swath of channels. Scanning once again, I located a numbered marker, and another, finally discovering that I had shifted position once again.

Aiming for the photon detector processing subsystem, I confirmed my suspicions, catching a nearly full amplitude signal that was rife with the high frequency wave form. This explained the noise on the network as I shut down the offending frequency bands. Random time was over, and so were my high bandwidth operations.

I fired off an inquiry on one of the remaining control channels, and waited the increased time for the response while they looked up the token counters. The reply of "dba" became the starting point from which I clicked backward twice. I had my answer. Apparently, "day" was recognized by the construct, and the network, which had a greater recognition because it was the start of one. Judging from the shaking I took, I would have to say that "day" is a very important word.

Double Tap Danger

Tokens continued to pepper the construct as the triple team kept the pace, pausing to check the responses as necessary. Having adjusted my scanning of the construct to encompass the entire scope that was illuminated by the "any" token, I prepared for whatever response might come my way. I watched in earnest as the team threw "Bob" at the construct and was not surprised that there was a null response like most of the other triple tokens.

As the connector word "but" flew toward the construct, I waited in anticipation, only do discover a response that was less than expected. There was little use for the word that identified exceptions and omissions as far as the construct was concerned, so only the most basic of connections were illuminated by it's presence. Things clicked over to the next leading token as the last 26 triples had zero effect.

Aside from the minimal response from the token "can" there were few responses in the third cycling of the last two places in the generated token, and certainly none worth mentioning. The response level did not break the threshold of the team, and the sequence completed and rolled over. Expecting few responses, the second position was already flipped over again as a reply broke the threshold and caused the sequence to backtrack and unflip the second position. On the second item after the click back, the repeated token washed over and out of the construct, spreading into the nearby nodes of the central network, resulting in a cascade that spun me into a frenzy.

Accelerating Grind

I would be remiss if I did not mention that this is yet another Binary Day. Enjoy!

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The triple team continued to blast the construct with tokens assembled in sequential form. Completing the doubletons, both "So" and "To" were recognized as traditional precursors, with the construct displaying the proper receptors. The remainder of the doubletons were rattled off in a consistent stream, raising not even a whimper.

A brief pause in transmission occurred as another layer was added to the generation engine, and the triple tokens began bombarding the construct. To improve the bandwidth, the exposure period was reduced and there were multiple tokens in the stream at the same moment. Once a response was issued, the stream reversed at the standard symbol rate to lock in on the token that activated the construct.

Popping up with basic recognition was the token "all" which was soon followed by "and" as a connector word, expressing precursor and trailing linkage affinities. Moments later "any" had a strong reaction, exciting a wave that washed to the far edges of the construct, pushing my detection capabilities to the limit in the process. I had time to recover from the shock as the next group began and the token "bad" resulted in a lackluster response.

Simple And Effective

I was impressed with the speed at which the triple team of electrons cycled through the combinations of symbols in an effort to characterize the construct. I considered it somewhat strange that the singleton tokens of "A" and "I" brought back reasonable responses, until I considered the fact that these singleton symbols were actually complete concepts and were valid tokens on their own. This yielded something important about the construct, in that it was responsive to both the "I" and "A" concepts of, but not fully.

Similarly, there were reactions to many of the common doubleton tokens. "Be" for example, registered a stronger blip than "Bd" and "Bf" but when we got to "Me" the reaction was decidedly dual. There was a strong negative pulse on this powerful token, and when we clicked over to the next series, "No" was such an unwelcome interloper to the construct that I feared that the overload would disrupt random time.

Ticking forward cautiously, the tokens "Of" and "On" blipped basic recognition which gave rise to the idea that we were dealing with a concept of concepts, and that any observed simplicity may be an artifact of the observation. When "Or" lit up the construct like a network at the peak of a rhythmic bliss, I began to realize the true scope and magnitude of the construct. It threw me for another loop when response from "Ox" simply squared up and rang the "No" tendril.

Germination

I set about the examination of the newly attached construct, observing how the pulses from the central network played and interacted with the new node of interest. While energy was drawn from the central network to feed the internal patterns of the construct, this was the only connection required. Unlike the double bubble that was designed to protect the contents from access, this construct was cross referencing each input and linking it as necessary to other memories. It was though this construct that thoughts both old and new were being compared.

As a wave of calm and relaxation washed across the central network and through the construct, I realized that I had completely ignored the wand session and the unwind that was occurring around me. In the fade of input from the photon detectors, the random zone once again loomed over the central network and resolution of another kind began. The construct, having been born of random time, coalesced and captured, hummed along with the resolution and refresh process rather smoothly.

The electron network was still operating on processing alert, but with the smooth integration of the new construct, it seemed practical to release the network from full alert. In doing so, three teams of electrons began the process of trying to identify tokens that could be used to identify this new construct. I cautioned them that the construct reacted in a very different manner than others that had been probed by recreating electrons in the past. That's when they decided to pool their efforts and began to mechanically construct target tokens on their own.

Planted Seed

Random time not occurring during a standard regeneration session was a rare event. I took the opportunity to observe the event, informing the electrons in the network to keep their stations. The full network would be required in order to process and resolve observations, as the interference that occurred during the presence of the high frequency wave form obliterated the high bandwidth channels that I normally utilized during dark random time.

Echos from the day's events began to appear in the resolution zone. As sequences of tokens would appear, areas of thought and concentration within the network would whirl with activity and produce a canceling pattern. Each item that was put before the resolution system was neatly and rapidly reduced to a fundamental arrangement, and once all of the patterns had been processed thusly, an interesting conceptual structure assembled itself, connected entirely to itself, and immune to the random influences of the rest of the resolution zone.

In an instant, random time halted, and the photon detectors flooded with input, and banished the resolution zone, leaving the self-connected structure floating in the center of activity. Immediately, the central network enveloped the structure and attached it prominently in the forefront of the interconnected networks that were created by the process of the network. As regular scanning pulses from the network raced across the encapsulated structure, the response from the central network was that of approval and acceptance.

Depleted Reserves

Having reached familiar surroundings, we settled into a restful position where the lower short branch points were relieved of their propulsion and support duties. The amplitude of input on the photon detectors was dropping slowly, but it would be some time before the high frequency waveform diminished to the point where the onset of the regular regeneration session would initialize. There was sufficient chaos circulating through the central network which consumed significant quantities of energy.

The regular patterns in the mid-section of the network carrier became intentionally large and purposed. A calming wave propagated across the network, temporarily banishing the chaos to local domains. Some of the regulatory sensors pulsed feedback to the central network, as a full spectrum of conflicting commands were issued across the superhighway. Once completed, the safety covers were lowered over the photon detectors and kept there.

Even in the presence of the high frequency waveform, the subsystems that were responsible for relaxation and regeneration were activated and a rapid series of wave shifts occurred in the central network. After relatively few oscillations of the mid section, it was clear that a shift toward random time was occurring; the telltale motion sequences being queued and run by the photon detector positioning mechanisms.

Ripples of Dismissal

No sooner had the exit path been cleared and secured buy the deft action of a long branch point and it's extender, a snapping crack of a pop shattered the calm as it pushed the compression-relaxation sensors to the edge of their fidelity. The clipped waveform repeated at lower amplitude and spreading footprint as the familiar clatter began once again. By the second repeat of the cracking waveform, the clatter was approaching a standard rate.

There was a slight change in attention as the photon detectors were aimed in the same direction from which the high amplitude waveform came, as the clatter continued to increase in cadence as the amplitude decreased. Topping out at about double the cadence of delivery, the departure of the transport networks was incredibly hasty. Attention was re-directed toward the original direction as the clatter continued to fade into the distance.

The focus of the central network had changed in a way that I had yet to appreciate. Propulsion pulses and branch-point control commands appeared in the queue from a well used store, and in a short period of time, we had returned to familiar surroundings that had colored the outputs of the photon detectors for many many doublings of cycles. There were familiar detection patterns on the molecular detectors which were often greeted with anticipation, however, the response on this instance was decidedly dull and muted.

Seed of Independence

With the whorlic shield tattered and torn, it was relatively easy to detect a number of networks in reasonably close proximity. There was no guide network, and it took all of the short branch points and one of the longer ones to descend slowly and incrementally. Focus on propulsion was paramount as feedback and control loops clicked closed.

Scanning in the direction of travel, I detected two large central networks that were similar to the two that had provided the rapid propulsion to this damaging event. After a short conversation with the person in control of the propulsive networks, and the transfer of an item of value, the return trip began. I adjusted the offsets and re-nulled the reference signals once the acceleration phase was complete and the rate of travel was more constant.

The familiar clatter of transport on the compression-relaxation channel continued at a steady rate. With each clack that registered, there was a mental distancing that occurred with the central network. The bubble had been packed away, and many of the memories that had been formed during the bombardment session were tagged for later resolution and processing. As the clattering slowed in pace and eventually stopped, the rightmost long branch point was utilized to unblock the exit path. This was odd, since the exit path had usually been opened by the controlling network, which in this case, made nary a move to assist.

Charge of Another Kind

While the challenging network continued to pepper questions at my host, there was nary a reply. There was a new set of thoughts that were forming under the pressure being applied by the challenger, when the observing network that was positioned above the challenger entered the fracas on the compression-relaxation channel:

Two minutes, Solicitor Wedderburn.

To which, the challenging network performed a vertical up and down motion, which I was able to detect via the shift in the whorlic frequencies that were racing about. Focus returned within Wedderburn's network and new assault began.

You have replied with silence to our inquiry as to how, exactly, you came to be in possession of Governor Hutchinson's letters. As you are unwilling to assist our investigation, it will end with you.

You, Sir, are a Thief.

Any prudent person should hide their papers and lock up their desks whenever this Gentleman is amongst you.

Scanning Wedderburn's network as the statement finished up, there was a distinct lack of satisfaction. More was roiling in this network, but I had not the pattern data to match it with, the thoughts being so far from my base of observation. As Wedderburn returned a seated position, the presiding network took the compression-relaxation channel.

This hearing is closed.

Mr. Franklin, you are dismissed.

The last statement from the presiding network was punctuated with a sharp spike on the compression-relaxation channel that echoed within the hard confines of the space in which all were enclosed. With that signal, I detected a shift in position as propulsion pulses were queued and executed. With each step, jeers and shouts inundated the space, until the door had been cleared and closed. Just steps from the closed door that would never again be opened, the distinct triple spike of a call to order washed up on compression-relaxation sensors, despite the closed door.

Social Stress

Through some of the breaches that hand been carved through the whorlic shield, I was able to sense a distinct feeling of anticipation. There was a savory unruliness connected to the anticipation. Blasts of energy coupled with the barrage of questioning and accusatory input worked to cycle a number of communication tokens through the central network, but amazingly, none of them were queued for transmission.

Still, the powerful network leading the challenge and supported by the whorlic barrage was rapidly consuming the remainder of the whorlic shield. Gaps were open and patterns were being injected into the fracas of communication tokens that were generally edged and far nastier than had been anticipated. In moments, the tokens received on the compression relaxation network began to wash up at the double bubble. As the bubble rang, a calm descended over the central network.

While the whorlic energies tried to reach the bubble as well, they were not able to intersect it before dispersion. Only the internal search functions accessed the bubble, and the outer shell remained intact and strong. Still, there was a sense of anticipation that was detectable, but it was starting to diminish. With little reaction to feed their own networks, the whorlic attack lost it's edge and began to ebb.

Barrage

After heading out to the whorl and adding a few more pairs to the shield, I returned to the monitoring point, and began a token intercept.

... find that the petition has been based on false and erroneous allegations.

Was recorded, and to my surprise, sent an upwelling of energy to the whorl itself. Such was the reaction that a number of communication tokens began to flitter through the selection process, none of which were affirmative of the statement. As yet, no tokens had been queued.

... is groundless, vexatious and scandalous, only for the purposes of keeping up a spirit of clamour and discontent.

The intercept continued. There was to be no action on the matter of Hutchinson, and now, there was an immense shift in the entire space. A whorlic rush descended upon the central network of my less than esteemed host. In a moment of discomfort, a blob of energy leaked through the shield and began to scatter the patterns in the central network. I responded by queuing up super-tap commands and firing them off to a string of pingers. As the taps fired, the energy leak was diverted to the edge of memory where it might just re-arrange a few upcoming patterns, but not disturb the central command and composure control subsystems of the central network.

The Opening Volley

The network that was positioned at a level above the others began producing compression-relaxation patterns, with a strong tendency to center about a singular frequency which was modulated only slightly to produce the communication tokens. From what I was able to discern at the time, it appeared to be the opening of a group session of some kind, with my esteemed host having submitteed matter of Thomas Hutchinson before the group.

Before the presiding network concluded, there was an outburst from within the ranks of the seated five doublings, which had a great deal more frequency modulation than the other transmission currently finishing up on the compression-relaxation channel. This new network separated itself from the group and moved to a position midway in elevation between the presider and the remaining members of the doublings.

The stream of tokens that were articulated by this new speaker were quite formidable and had a twinge in their presentation that was marked by pings of whorlic energy emanating from the now engaged central network. Additional murmurs on the compression-relaxation channel began arrive from the apparently seated doublings, and the transmitting network increased the amplitude of the generated modulation as the discourse continued. There was a marked lack of pleasure being transmitted whorlicly, and this was cause enough for my host's central network to shift in balance as burps of this unsavory energy overloaded the reprocessing efforts of the whorlic shield, delivering charged jolts to a few of the wrong places.

Call To Order

I dove back below the whorl to check the propulsion queue. Crossing through, the noise level dropped, as the shielding and dispersion functions of the whorl absorbed and converted the excessive whorlic energy into continued suppression and conversion. Setting up and re-connecting with the electron network, I discovered that there were standard greeting tokens queued up and ready to use in an instant.

Propulsion paused as an unusual moment of calm washed across the central network. After a brief pause, propulsion resumed and the interference level began to grow with each executed step. As the approach ended it was possible to discern the locus of at least five doublings of central networks, with one of them floating above the rest, even through the attenuation provided by the whorlic shield. What patterns I could discern were fraught with waveforms and pulses that I was unfamiliar with.

I tapped into the unGrid, as there was a strong stream of information flowing from the photon detectors. As the detectors swept the scene, I was able to make out several photon sources, but getting detail from the unGrid was still problematic. Input levels on the compression-relaxation sensors was moderate in level, and then peaked sharply three times. The three peaks were followed by a immediate reduction in compression-relaxation amplitude, and the level of whorlic interference dropped precipitously.