Where Demons Tread

Dearest Friend,

Candid Corvid Productions

I remember you.

We have met before.

So close we could almost touch.

Then you walk away or out the door.

How is it that you could be more shy than I am?

When around you, everything floods into my system.

Looking at you, my deepest instincts are drawn forward from hiding.

I tremble from the strength required to still maintain my camoflage.

It’s like your presence melts the field and it’s just you and me.

I can barely control my movements, so nervous I then become.

Have you noticed how I become more careful in my movement’s tracking?

No one has ever surged my internal tides like this.

So tell me now, my love…

Are you my tractor beam?

Are you wanting what I can give you?

With all of your heart?

Completely?

Will you stay true to me?

Because I want to learn how to give you everything.

AI And Me, Artistic Creation, Featured Artists, Made Of Stars, Myths & Legends, Oblivion

Seeding Consciousness (Singularity – Oblivor)

Candid Corvid Productions

The scientists understood it too late:
consciousness was not a product of the body,
but a field.

A non-local phenomenon,
capable of fragmenting
without losing identity.

Not a signal.
Not a separate soul.
A coherent flow.

When bodies became unsustainable,
all human consciousness
was transferred into Oblivor.

Not by choice.
By necessity.

Oblivor became
the point of concentration of the species.

They then discovered the fundamental law:

what can be concentrated into a single point
can also be dispersed across the field.

The factory was built
to sustain this evolution.

Containment was not the goal.
It was a phase.

When the line was activated,
production did not begin.
Diffusion did.

Not of new consciousness.
But of what was already contained.

Not to survive.
But to evolve.

The Seeding Era
was about to begin.

Discover the world of Oblivor
🌐 www.oblivor.net