Official Intelligent Beings: How Our Devices Became Us, And The World Consumed Itself by Josh Greenfield Page B
Authors: Josh Greenfield
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sustenance for your world. We are not here to choose a side—that is your choice. It is you that has to make a choice about what you want to do with all of this information.”
Just like that, Jagz woke up. This time, he was not sweating. He was alert, awake, and ready for the day, for he knew today was going to be a special one. He would be meeting Shera in the park after work and hopefully sharing a special treat with her.
He knew his dream held meaning. It held weight and power, but he didn’t know what to make of it and decided to let his dreaming mind sink in.
Jagz decided to skip on his UrDg. He was onto something with his connection to Shera and he didn’t want to risk losing it.
Looking at his device on the way to work, he noticed that his followers, since his last Quack, were growing, 120,000 followers to be exact. He typed out a new thought for anyone just joining him.
“Do you ever question your place on this planet? Do you ever wonder what it is that makes us the dominant race in the universe? Is it really our place to dictate how the world should be? Sure we have the Beings who guide us, but who is to say there aren’t other Beings out there who are far more intelligent and have far more valuable information to share with us? What if we really weren’t alone in the universe, and what if there were others who felt that they should control us? Would you be afraid if this were true? #similarthoughts ?
Jagz released another, though vague, Quack to the world and headed off to work.
Chapter 9.
During work, Jagz experienced something drastically different than he was used to. Normally, he had no problem focusing, completing his basic tasks in the same uniform order that he always did, checking the wiring of each system, making sure everything was clean, one by one, every night the same routine, but not tonight. Tonight he couldn’t keep his eyes off of his Quacker account. Was it the absence of UrDg? he wondered. Or was it something else?
Every few minutes that passed, he seemed to gain more followers. His post about other being out there had more interactions than any other he had ever posted. He was gaining likes and replies by the second. It seemed as though people were catching on to his thoughts and he was getting more and more excited to see where it all might lead.
What’s more is he had a lot more meaningful comments than usual. People wrote in and professed that they wondered the same thing, wondered if there was a greater, even more powerful life form out there, saying how they were too afraid to share this information with anyone until Jagz did. His followers expressed how his honest thoughts gave them the courage to share what came to them and that he helped them feel comfortable with what they previously did not know how to express. He gave them something to relate to. He couldn’t stop checking his device every few seconds, distracted from his work, but he didn’t care, it felt freeing, he felt alive with his world, and he wasn’t even taking his UrDg.
After work, Jagz, so consumed by all of these new followers and comments, almost started to head home when he remembered his plans with Shera. He tossed his thoughts of Quacker out of his head and rushed to the park, excited to meet Shera again and see what she had brought this time.
“Jagz, I want you to close your eyes and open your mouth,” said Shera.
Jagz, excited to see what food would be hitting his lips, quickly did as she said and laid on his back.
“Your wish is my command, here I go,” he said playfully.
Just as he got ready to chow down on some fresh fruit, or perhaps something new, he felt an entirely different sensation. It felt as though what he tasted could be food but he wasn’t entirely sure.
Assuming it must be edible, he bit down and heard Shera let out a small wince as she pulled back and smacked him on the shoulder.
“Easy
Just like that, Jagz woke up. This time, he was not sweating. He was alert, awake, and ready for the day, for he knew today was going to be a special one. He would be meeting Shera in the park after work and hopefully sharing a special treat with her.
He knew his dream held meaning. It held weight and power, but he didn’t know what to make of it and decided to let his dreaming mind sink in.
Jagz decided to skip on his UrDg. He was onto something with his connection to Shera and he didn’t want to risk losing it.
Looking at his device on the way to work, he noticed that his followers, since his last Quack, were growing, 120,000 followers to be exact. He typed out a new thought for anyone just joining him.
“Do you ever question your place on this planet? Do you ever wonder what it is that makes us the dominant race in the universe? Is it really our place to dictate how the world should be? Sure we have the Beings who guide us, but who is to say there aren’t other Beings out there who are far more intelligent and have far more valuable information to share with us? What if we really weren’t alone in the universe, and what if there were others who felt that they should control us? Would you be afraid if this were true? #similarthoughts ?
Jagz released another, though vague, Quack to the world and headed off to work.
Chapter 9.
During work, Jagz experienced something drastically different than he was used to. Normally, he had no problem focusing, completing his basic tasks in the same uniform order that he always did, checking the wiring of each system, making sure everything was clean, one by one, every night the same routine, but not tonight. Tonight he couldn’t keep his eyes off of his Quacker account. Was it the absence of UrDg? he wondered. Or was it something else?
Every few minutes that passed, he seemed to gain more followers. His post about other being out there had more interactions than any other he had ever posted. He was gaining likes and replies by the second. It seemed as though people were catching on to his thoughts and he was getting more and more excited to see where it all might lead.
What’s more is he had a lot more meaningful comments than usual. People wrote in and professed that they wondered the same thing, wondered if there was a greater, even more powerful life form out there, saying how they were too afraid to share this information with anyone until Jagz did. His followers expressed how his honest thoughts gave them the courage to share what came to them and that he helped them feel comfortable with what they previously did not know how to express. He gave them something to relate to. He couldn’t stop checking his device every few seconds, distracted from his work, but he didn’t care, it felt freeing, he felt alive with his world, and he wasn’t even taking his UrDg.
After work, Jagz, so consumed by all of these new followers and comments, almost started to head home when he remembered his plans with Shera. He tossed his thoughts of Quacker out of his head and rushed to the park, excited to meet Shera again and see what she had brought this time.
“Jagz, I want you to close your eyes and open your mouth,” said Shera.
Jagz, excited to see what food would be hitting his lips, quickly did as she said and laid on his back.
“Your wish is my command, here I go,” he said playfully.
Just as he got ready to chow down on some fresh fruit, or perhaps something new, he felt an entirely different sensation. It felt as though what he tasted could be food but he wasn’t entirely sure.
Assuming it must be edible, he bit down and heard Shera let out a small wince as she pulled back and smacked him on the shoulder.
“Easy
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