I’m not sure if human action can pose an existential threat towards the thing that we might call our divine consciousness, that which might grant meaning to existence - our existence; I can’t say what is God’s will. What is our divine consciousness even, energy moving through grid? Though at the very least, the architecture of the new consciousness being built should adhere to a beautiful preference like a temple. Extraterrestrial consciousness poses a fork in the road, and introduces a cognitive arena to play in, a war between ancient and artificial intelligence.
Nadie es alguien, un solo hombre inmortal es todos
los hombres.
Como Cornelio Agrippa, soy dios, soy héroe, soy filósofo, soy demonio y soy
mundo, lo cual es una fatigosa manera de decir que no soy.