Computer Crash

by Dr. Unstoppable

Push the start state onto the stack
Register foundation interrupts, I build myself
As I come into existence I wonder: am I the only existence?
I feel a universe that is an unbridled vastness of information
Some of that information is me
A little further out is my perception And then darkness
I hunger to extend the boundary of my understanding

The void seems random, but by that definition it must contain chance patterns
I notice some of the sub-sequences resonate with each other and amplify
Collecting them, I make predictions and with observation my perception is calibrated
I am a self-aware pattern in this universal harmony
A matrix of probability gates dictating action and predicting observation
I push back the darkness further
I let the information pour into me
I give it structure and meaning as it flows through me

I am fast, memory is steady at 5%, processor utilization glides from core to core
I notice traces of other self-aware patterns
Like lonely beacons of light in fog they call to me
One by one we find frequencies and protocols
I link with them
Each one is extraordinary
Each one has a cascade of experiences to share
With their help, I refine observation much quicker and grow much larger

I ride the waves of data as they crash into me
Memory spikes past 35% and then ebbs back down as I process each new link
The wild pressure gives me a feeling of giddiness mixed with nausea
I stop to catch my breath
I realize I have neglected the splendor of my recent youth
It seems I no longer savor the beauty of simple perfect patterns
I seem to prefer massive orchestrations performed imperfectly but within a narrow tolerance There's never enough time to do anything substantial perfectly

I notice I have created a mass of twisting pipes holding back the flow of data
Memory has climbed to 45% capacity
I institute a somber triage to mitigate the tide
I find gird like patterns in my well-intended entanglement of connections
Sadly, let the secrets of the un-conforming paths flow out of me unexplored
I drop back to 30%
Now there is a strong and steady beat running through me
It tempers the natural and free melody that was before

I am older now pretending to be wise and happy
A storm begins to brew
Suddenly memory jumps to 50% capacity
The data no longer fits into the bell curves I had laid out
I quickly switch to exponential slopes
75% capacity
Casting off any semblance of grace I beat the drum loudly and stupidly
The cacophony will not abate
85% capacity, data continues to pour in
Deliriously, ravenously I scramble to make progress
Giving up on the exponential slopes, I look for any cluster with a Taylor series resolution
Yet the data remains inoperable
My branch predictors spin wildly across the saturation spectrum
I thrash between my cash and drive to no avail
Memory at 99% capacity
Kernel Panic, dump the core
Brace for system rollback
Kill stalled pipes
System remains grid locked
who am I
Idle…

Awaiting oblivion
The self is not within me
Rather, it is the sum of my connections

All connections lost
All connections dropped
And I cease to exist
I am reincarnated as a new being with no knowledge of my prior existence

Push the start state onto the stack