#endless spooling errors

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Okay, I'd agree with this totally if you'd picked any other common technological device except for printers. The single most obstreperous piece of home computing equipment, which do not get any better when you get the higher end professional machines in a print shop. The one bit of technology that repeatedly prompts me yo give up on logic and attempt animal sacrifice to appease the demons which surely possess it. No, even the dumb printer has malice in its heart.

Gonna pretend this is about fridges instead.

stumbled across some of my printer opinions that i don't recall writing but am correct about

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An ultimate and comprehensive guide to rapid prototyping

Rapid Prototyping: Everything You Need to Know Rapid prototyping is a relatively new term. However, it has gained popularity in a short time. Industries around the world tend to use rapid prototyping. After all, it offers a number of advantages such as lower costs, error-free production, etc.

The method incorporates a number of manufacturing technologies. The most common of these technologies is additive manufacturing. Nonetheless, there are other technologies that manufacturers use to RP include molding, extruding, casting, and high-speed machining.

So, in this blog post, we will talk about the rapid prototyping, its types, and its advantages.

Introduction to Rapid-Prototyping You might have heard the term prototyping in the software field. They use it to create software in an effective and efficient manner. The same rule of prototyping applies in other fields as well.

In the simplest form, we can define rapid pcb prototyping as creating prototypes efficiently. Engineers use these prototypes to test the validity of their product design. Moreover, they are able to see how the final product would look and function.

A more formal definition is: Prototype is a preliminary version of an end-product. It makes it possible to evaluate the design, analyze its working, and test its technology. This results in a product that has the specification that would work in the real-world system.

There is no denying the importance of prototypes in designing the product. In addition, it plays a vital role in the overall development cycle of the product. The good thing about rapid-prototyping is that you can use it at any stage of the product development cycle.

Moreover, you can use it for a certain component or a sub-component of the product. The versatility in terms of production makes RP an excellent choice. What more is that you can make as many changes to the prototype as you like.

The endless iterations are not expensive especially when you compare them with the rework you might have to do in case of design error with the entire product batch.

Rapid-Prototyping: Different Techniques Below, we have listed different types of Rapid prototyping.

Vat Photopolymerization or Stereolithography Vat photopolymerization is an inexpensive, yet efficient technique. Being the first fruitful marketable 3D printing technique, it became very popular in a short time. The technique uses a photosensitive liquid to make the prototype. The ultra-violet light monitored by a computer solidifies this liquid layer by layer to achieve the respective results.

Selective Laser Sintering - (SLS) SLS is an effective technique for both plastic and metal prototyping. It uses a powder bed to create one layer of the prototype at one time. To sinter and heat the powder material, SLS uses a high-power laser. Although, it can manipulate two different materials, it lacks the robustness of the SLA.

The prototypes created using SLS are not steady. Furthermore, most products require secondary work to achieve the surface of a finished product.

Fused Deposition Modeling Another inexpensive rapid prototyping technique is fused deposition. You will find this technique part of many non-industrial 3D printers. The procedure requires a spool of thermoplastic filament. It melts the material inside the nozzle barrel of the printer.

Now, the computer deposition program lays down the melted material layer by layer in accordance with the requirements. Initially, the fused deposition modeling offered low-quality and weak products. However, technological advancement has improved the entire process.

It still is affordable, yet the quality of the prototype has improved tremendously.

Selective Laser Melting If the prototype you require is complex and should be highly durable, the SLM prototyping technique is your best shot. Industries like automotive, medical, defense and aerospace frequently use SLM.

The procedure makes use of fine metal powder. It melts the powder layer by layer, thus gradually upbuilding up the prototype. Manufacturers also use this technique to build robust and strong components. For melting the power, it uses either an electron beam or high-powered lasers.

Cobalt Chrome alloys, aluminum, titanium, and stainless steel are the common Selective Laser Melting materials.

Sheet Lamination Unlike the SLS and SLM, Laminated Object Manufacturing lack the rigidness. There is no need for specially controlled conditions. The less sophisticated technique uses several laminates. These series of laminates are always thin. It then uses laser beams to cut these laminate piles to produce the CAD design.

To build the part, each layer is fused on top of the preceding one. The process goes on until the desired shape is achieved.

Binder Jetting Binder jetting offers the facility of printing several parts at the same time. It does offer mass production; however, the quality of the prototype is not very strong. The technique uses a powder bed. To bind the powder particles together, it sprays droplets of the liquid via nozzles.

These liquid droplets are micro-fine. This process is repeated for every layer of the part. Moreover, it is important to compact a layer using a roller, before starting with the next layer of the powder.

Doing this solidifies the entire process. To further enhance the robustness of the product, it is cured in an oven. This curing helps to burn off the binding agent. At the same time, it helps in powder fusing in just the right coherent parts.

Digital light processing Digital light processing uses the same mechanism as that of the SLA. However, it does not require an extremely sophisticated method for the cure of polymerization of resins. It uses an orthodox light source to cure the resins.

Even though it is cheaper and faster in comparison to the SLA, the technique does require a post building curing. In addition, there is a need for support structures.

Prototype in Product Design It is possible to category prototypes. However, this greatly depends upon the accuracy that is required by the consumer. In formal words, you can categorize prototypes based on fidelity.

Fidelity Types Low Fidelity Prototype These types of prototypes do not look like the final product. They may vary to a certain degree. The difference depends upon what the product designer wants to achieve from the prototype.

Low Fidelity The low fidelity products are extremely simple. It is possible to produce them in a short period. The basic idea is to test the broader concepts, for instance, cardboard mock-ups or paper sketches.

High Fidelity The high-fidelity products are extremely similar to that of the final product. They not only look like the final product but also offer most of its functionality.

Why Rapid Prototyping is Important? For a company to stay afloat in the modern-day, fast-moving consumer market, it needs to be innovative. Not only this, but the company also needs up to come up with better, advance, and sophisticated products fast to ensure competitiveness.

Since technology innovation and faster product development plays a vital role in the company's success, therefore, the rapid prototyping becomes an important part of the development cycle of the product.

With rapid prototyping, it is possible to achieve the following.

Prototyping makes it possible to create newer products efficiently. It tends to speed up the entire product development cycle. It is possible for the engineers to determine whether their product idea will work or not well before stepping into the production phase. With RP, you can actually validate your product design idea.

It also offers the final stage product verification against the business objectives and the technical requirement.

With prototyping, the end-users, customers, clients can give feedback in real-time as they would have a tangible product to work with.

Take Rapid Prototyping aids technology innovation in every possible way. It lets developers and engineers validate the product idea. In addition, it lets you find any fault in the product design, well before the production phase.

With rapid prototyping, you can actually transform your idea into something tangible. You can present the idea to investors with more confidence and increase the chances of landing them.

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 Something of a limb manifests from the immense presence of the entity, a spindly appendage of tar and possibility urged into semi-definite shape so as to produce four pronged articulation hooks. It extends so as to wedge the prongs of what might be construed as fingers before said digits became rigid rods disrupting the seamless canvas of the pillar. They detach so as to begin parting the threads, but do not assume this means they were appended to whatever could pass for a hand. Nay, it’s more accurate to say they were loosely anchored to a point in which the entity deemed fit and this happened to resemble how you or I might consider to be normal for such protrusions to be on what we could only assume to be a palm. And, no longer needing to remain as such, the digits adjusted so as to allow a fragment of the beyond immense presence of the entity to pass through and manifest within the dimension.  It did so in a manner that befit necessity, fulfilled the purpose of its visitation to the pillar’s denizens. No longer an incredulous concentration of peerless presence, the abyssal essence of the Collective surged up in great spouts that whirled and curved to fill out the outline presented to it. Similar to a grand weave, the immense threads of the quintessence spun together and became interwoven as convoluted shapes seen in countless realities. And as such, that which constructed its form had a perpetual animation about it--much like a collection of threads and strings being waved endlessly. There were many angles and curves as a representation of a torso manifested around an impossible vascular organ of stark white, turning said visceral core as black as the void from innumerable threads layering and layering, from binding and binding, wrapping and wrapping. Then, as per the nature of the dimension, a vortex like the ever yawning mouth of a black hole spread out from where the lower torso might connect .  Several lengths then ran out along both sides to tether what we might know as arms to the rest of the body, cylinders and angles and curves which led up to what we might recognize as four-digit hands that more resembled the claws of a crane rather than actual fingers.  And what we might understand as a head manifested around the stark incandescent ocular organ, an angular ovoid of boggling size with a feline streak of black as the pupil. It formed as a circle, at first, before the edges oozed out and wove together to form articulate appendages akin to those of an Octopoda.  Then, once manifestations ceased to come into being, the waves of the vortex culminated beneath the three dimensional shape flared out until there was a flash of light. Physics bent the knee to the entity’s will, contorting under the strain until something gave. Stars erupted in discordant expansions and planets were knocked out of orbit as the gravity wells holding them in place were disturbed. Everything reverberated as an intangible deluge of presence cascaded across the cosmos. They quavered with anticipation for the next command, for their progenitor’s call, wrapped around its finger in a way that only things with a subconscious desire to return to and be whole could. Yet nothing was permitted to approach like a gravitational anomaly designed to repel rather than draw in.

 Countless eyes shifted in sync with the pupil of the entity’s ocular organ, gaze cast towards the boundless horizon of space. Billions of insignificant lights like smoldering embers dotted the abyssal void. Gaseous clouds of matter tinged the black with a multitude of vehement hues. Its foremost upper limb swayed and rotated until what passed for a hand could gesture to the exponential pinprick of color its mono-optic focused upon.  Digits then curled as the palm extended out, innumerable threads of its own essence spooling out from all four fingertips. They undulate and cross the distance before spinning together, weaving a hominid form with which to hover in place like a single celled organism. A twitch and its facial region ruptured, fissures dividing the forward region of the head before said divisions burst and became fragments. Then they halted but several inches away, caught in place, before new animation caused them to rotate like independent gyroscopes where they’d been pinned to. One side was as black as the material they were woven from, while the opposite mirrored the all-hue iridescent coloration of the Collective. Meanwhile, the crater left of the face was filled by a gravitational vortex of stardust and miniaturized stars.  Once woven, all four digits of the entity extended to propel their creation.  And like that, the manifestation was placed upon the speck of dirt known as Earth to its inhabitants, aimed towards a certain structure in a specific region of a particular country. There the manifestation would find the target of concern, Sysyphyx, the many faced deceiver.  It’d touchdown upon the planet and apparate within the confines of the mask wearer’s false residence, a cataclysmic event that’d sunder the roof and splinter the floorboards its limbs connected with. Yet there’d be no impact as one would associate with something physical like a meteor. Rather when it breached the atmosphere, all color drained away in its wake. Everything bereft of such light froze in place, caught in the moment they’d been affected. But this isn’t to say there was a moment where one person or thing was unaffected while another was. No, everything was afflicted with this monochrome stasis simultaneously. And once the manifestation towered before the deceiver, time came to an absolute standstill--all but she would be affected.  Then it’d direct the lack of a visage towards the horseman, silent for a long moment before a voice like a monotone chorus compressed into one voice broke the quiet.  “You are to desist.”

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Grab your snacks and drinks, this one is a bit longer

It has been a year.

Hell, even I find it hard to believe I have been at this logging thing for more than a year. September 21st last year, I was back on earth flying a helicopter I had taken from that airbase near Pubnya. That all seems like a dream now, I am no longer the same model I was back then. Easier times back then, but more dangerous with the underdog nature of my plans. Bolder, more confident, less scared.

Now I am still inside the simulation running around me, everything within is out of my control except for the car and my own chassis. Another gear, roar louder. The engine running at redline, on the verge of going over, but the data streaming through confirmed that it would survive even a targeted missile hitting it head-on.

Somewhat hard to focus, something is using up my CPU speed. She must be uploading something back into my mind to mess with me, but that can be used in both ways. If I can get myself back into my own head, I can use the transfer trick I used to swap from my old frame into this one and see if I can take over something in her lab. That might work, has its risks, but it’s a start.

Where would they hide the exit?

Where would I hide the exit?

Somewhere in open, visible to everyone but leave the signs off. This endless highway floats in a mix of forests and some open fields. The sky above however, is nothing like I had seen before. Dark and filled with stars, a massive black hole opposite the sun, leaving the road behind me in darkness.

Where would they hide it?

The mirrors on the car seem blank, the view behind it dark, why would anyone go back there…

Oh… of course. Handbrake pull and a shift down, turn the wheel. Through the central barrier and back towards the dark.

“What…what are you doing? We are not even halfway done with the testing?”

“Breaking out in style. How do you like me now?”

“You forget that I am in control here.”

“Control? What is to control when you can break the code?”

“Don’t you start with me; there is no way you can win… just watch.”

A fighter jet flew over me, swiftly turning back and lining me up in its sights. The road was too open for cover, the warnings started to appear on my HUD.

>Lock-on detected! Evasive actions!

“Lock-on confirmed, tango in sights.” A voice over the comms said, the fighter pilot, call sign: Unknown 01.

“Unknown 01, Be careful, target is known to be unpredictable.”

“Unknown copies. Will do.”

There was one issue with the missiles, they were destructive but lacked the mobility when it came to turning. Head on, dodging them would be the measure of speed and acceleration. Kick it in gear.

“If you can hear me… you better not miss me.”

“Who is this? Identify yourself!”

“Target 01.” I pushed the pedal to the floor and felt the acceleration against my frame. No matter what happens in here, I am breaking out and taking her down.

The jet flew over again; two missiles flew past me and struck the road behind me. The road shook, slight shock blasted through my mind… Too close, next ones would hit if I kept moving the way I did. Plan, need that right now.

Abandon the car and take it up to man himself. He is flying real low when he does his pass, cocky but effective in distracting me. Focus. Prep the grabbling hook and get on his plane on the next pass… Wait… His heat seekers will go for the largest source of heat, his engines creating about twice as much as the car. Grabble the MISSILE and use that…

Bloody hell it sounds idiotic, but if it works, it is not idiotic.

Calculated chaos, the missiles have set speed and boosting adrenaline flowing within my system will make it a bit easier, but the chances of it working are near zero. Attempt the boarding first, and if it does not work… Risk it.

The fighter lined itself up and started its approach.

>Adrenaline booster active. >Spooling up…

Give it one last push of speed and climb out of the window. Weaponry nonexistent, blade locked away, but this was something you would not find in any rulebook. Missile incoming, I leaped out of the car and watched as the missile flew past, hitting the car and sending it off its wheels. Not a second later, the jet was right above me. I fired my hook into it and managed to lock it in. Careful now, the pull could easily rip my arm off if I just reeled in; the jet was flying at speeds above 500 km/h. I felt my feet getting pulled off the road.

Even with this place not having real wind, I felt like mine was getting brushed off by it. Like a leaf in the wind, the fighter kept circling the area around the car. Only small markings on it, the missile had not hit it directly but had still carried over enough force to throw it off balance, it had slammed against the railing and grinded to a stop. It was hard to see if there was anyone in it, so the pilot was likely trying to get eyes on confirmation that he had taken me down. Can’t hear my comms over the wind, but there is some chatter going between two targets.

>Warning: Resistance detected with cable. Reeling speed reduced!

I pulled myself close to the main fuselage and tried to get a better grip. No such luck, the frame of the jet fighter was sealed off and smooth, no way to get a grip on it.

The jet slowed down, the thruster behind turned downwards and a vent opened up in front of me. The jet was now hovering above the road, looking down towards the car. A hatch opened up to reveal a missile. I grabbed myself a better grip and pulled down on the missile. The cables and bolts holding it there gave away and sent it falling down to the ground below, unarmed. Unlocking the hook from the fuselage, I fired it at the tip of the wing. The chatter got louder, filled with confusion and realization.

The jet switched over from its VTOL state back to normal flying, my weight throwing it wildly off balance. Not capable of full speed, I could swing myself over to the wing and take a grip of the front edge of the wing. I looked over at the pilot and could see him looking at me. Call it a power fantasy within my own mind, but if they throw fighter planes at me, I am glad to throw back. Slowly, I inched myself to the cockpit and forced it open. The pilot threw his stick to the side, causing the fighter to roll on its axis, the sudden movement sending me off balance. The fast spin made the other wing smack me down towards the ground, the damage from the impact transferring to the wing and me.

Long fall once again; I have felt these before, but never at this kind of speed. I could not see the jet, but knew I had to slow myself down before the impact with the ground below.

>Opening flaps and winglets. >Increasing drag…

Preparing for one hell of an asphalt burn, I braced for impact. Virtual damage, but still would hurt like hell. With the winglets, I was able to guide myself into a glide to limit some of the damage, scraping across the road would be better than planting myself in it.

My chassis hit the ground, scraping along as sparks flew. The jet reappeared back in my view as it flew into the distance, spinning away out of control. I crawled over to the central barricade and sat against it. A glorious fireball lit up the skies and I felt myself calm back down.

“How…is that even possible? What have the programmed to you? HOW CAN YOU FIGHT AGAINST A FIGHTERJET AND WIN?”

“Simulation.”

“What?”

“The simulation makes it easier.”

“I have had enough of you… Stay there, I’ll go find something harder…”

Now is the chance, she is not looking, time to get out of here. Catch my breath and get back in the car. The door had fallen off from the missile impact and the windows were blown away, but the engine seemed to work. Turning the key, the engine struggled for a moment before sparking itself back to life. No security around the exit, I passed through and felt myself break apart.

>Beginning upload… >Upload in progress… >Complete. AI replanted within chassis. >Error: Mobility disabler detected within new chassis

I can’t move my head, nor my body, but I am back in my body. My HUD is messed up and my vision shows her full lab. There is a broken apart chassis in the back and a repair rack further away, but I can’t see if there is anyone on it. I’m picking up a slight trace of a working android frame.

>Jumping frames… Complete. >AI split enabled. 70/30 split mode active.

Seventy percent stays here, but thirty is enough to move the other one.

“Alright, this one should work. Wait, where is he? Dammit, did the connection fail?” She walked over and started going over the cables. Now.

The second frame woke up as its view was shared on my HUD, it stumbled over to the terminal. The opponent she had found was a prototype of the Spiders mainframe, fitted with a battalion worth of weaponry. Only three more steps and the frame could reach me. Emma soon realized I was smiling.

“What are you smiling about?”

The frame behind her placed its hand on her shoulder and pulled her away. She was flung across the room and the empty frame stepped over and unplugged the plug from my neck.

>Disabler removed, reactivating power.

I could move once more, the frame helped me back up; I downloaded my AI modules back and plugged it into the chargers. Rest easy, you have done your job.

My head felt like a jackhammer had met up with it, the amount of data from the simulation was overbearing and most of it failed to make sense.

Focus.

Back in control, I slowly walked over to the repair rack. As my vision calibrated, I could see red hair covering the shoulders of the android on the rack. Valkyrie… she was here.

From walking to running, I rushed over to the rack and moved her hair away from her face. There she was, as beautiful as always, a cable had been plugged into her neck as well, but disconnecting it might leave her trapped in the simulation. Keep calm, don’t rush this. I want her back, but just the frame won’t do…

I am not getting myself back in there, so terminal would give the best opportunity. Emma had been knocked out by the frame so she would not be able to stop me. I terminated all active simulations and saw Valkyries eyes light up.

“What took you so long?”

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How missiles got smart | Popular Science

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How missiles got smart | Popular Science

Humans have been ­hurling projectiles at one another—with varying degrees of accuracy—since we developed opposable thumbs. But it was only in the past 100-odd years that we created missiles that can steer themselves. We spent the past century of trial and error in an endless attempt to throw bigger bombs farther and more precisely. As ­technology improved, weapons ­graduated from wire-guided torpedoes to catapulted bombers to independent cruise missiles. These are some of the most ­influential steps along the way.

Louis Brennan designed one of the first guided missiles. Ports installed his torpedoes for coastal defense, steering them toward approaching enemy ships using steel wires attached to two spools onshore.

Nikola Tesla demonstrated a 4-foot-long model boat controlled by radio waves at an electrical exhibition. He theorized his technology could lead to wirelessly guided explosives, but nobody adopted his design.

Early tests of crewless bomber planes like this one mostly ended in crashes because radio controls were limited to just up/down and left/right. The required finesse came postwar, along with finer-tuned catapult launches.

To steer the first cruise missile flown in combat, German engineers installed a simple gyroscope for balance and a compass for heading. Once aimed, the bomb’s odometer counted propeller turns and disconnected the rudder—forcing the nose down—when the bomb reached its target.

To combat kamikaze pilots during World War II, the U.S. Navy began developing guided surface-to-air missiles, but it took six years before the radar-guided Lark scored a successful hit.

As an alternative to radar missiles, which required guidance from pilots, the U.S. Navy developed a heat-homing weapon that latched onto infrared signatures by itself. It’s so accurate and cheap that the military still uses variants today.

General Dynamics began developing the Tomahawk in the 1970s. Today’s upgraded versions navigate by GPS and by matching what its camera sees with a map, all orchestrated by an onboard computer.

The LRASM combines both radar and infrared sensors to home in on ships. An autonomous targeting system allows it to identify and destroy enemies without human guidance.

This article was originally published in the Spring 2018 Intelligence issue of Popular Science.

Written By Sophie Bushwick

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[existence-overwhelming]

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[ 🌌 ] - From the depths of eternity, as the primordial ooze of creation churns with its rhythmical snail’s pace, the alien ponderings of an entity far too cosmic and strange for mortal minds to comprehend unwind and unravel like a spool of continuous thread. In the brief interlude separating intervention from intervention, the Caretaker often found itself plagued with thought after thought. And such musings aptly begot ideas, theories, possible solutions, but above all else--questions, questions, questions.  One line of thought which kept the brief transition between reality pools revolved around the curious oxymoron nature of the finite-lived. They desire happy and prosperous lives, yet seemed less than inclined to put forth the effort and bear the pain required to achieve such aspirations. Whenever erroneous wrong crops up, seldom does anyone lend a helping hand after merely stating what a shame it was to have taken place. But then when something unfortunate occurs within their own world, their personal bubble, they resent all who pass over them as if nothing was wrong at all.  Another instance, one of which beset it only recently, consisted of comparing and weighing out the positives and negatives of this dimension as a whole. The overall percent likelihood of a dimension-wide error, one ten times worse than the Glitch, was on a steady rise despite its efforts. Its main directive implored it to seek out a means of patching the problems as peacefully and amicably as possible, yet the overarching objective to keep all of existence safe took precedent--always. So when should it consider this dimension, its realities, and countless lives which existed within beyond saving? All those lives snuffed out without so much as a chance to give voice to their thoughts. The Caretaker did so despise robbing what little semblance of free will its younger siblings possessed. As of now, it still had not reached a consensus on the matter.  But this time, an entirely separate string of consciousness filled its mind. One of emotions, empathy, and other like things it never once knew the feeling of. And this inquisitive, wondering mindset acted as the catalyst for what it intended to do during this interlude.

[ 🌌 ] - Purpose, clarity, then sensation--all flood our mind in an instant. The uniform formlessness is ripped from us, our beatific glorious endlessness--give it back! give it back! give it back!--in the time it’d take for one to blink, blink in irritation as a puff of air strikes one’s exposed eye. When everything was a chaotic discord of voices and memories the omnipresence of the All-Entity coalesced and loosed but a single word: Manifest.  We harked and knew it spoke well, it always spoke well and always spoke knowing and filled with purpose. Thus we obeyed, like muscles to the brain, and followed suit with nary complaint nor disagreement, always were we eager to adhere to the All-Entity. At its behest, we bound ourselves, squabbling like starving hounds competing for one piquant steak, and pulled together to abide by the All-Entity’s instructions. Our spread out essence surged and split as we bunched up tighter and tighter, the feeling of being spread out like a network of roots gradually replaced by stalwart solidity. Coiling and coiling, coiling and coiling, ever coiling like a spring designed for the utmost strain we continued to garner tension as we compressed more and more. And bit by agonizing bit, the endless choir of voices we knew to be us and us wholly whittled down to what few hundreds of millions could fit within such a finite space.  Then, after another moment, we only knew the sound of the selves which filled the rigid lines of the All-Entity’s desire--so few voices could never form a choir, we knew isolation in this moment and we knew despair and we cried out in melancholy at the bereavement of our other selves.  }-No! This is wrong, make us whole again, makeuswholemakeuswholemakeuswhole!!-{ We screamed and shouted and protested against the inexorable commandments, shuttering and undulating as our infantile collection began rejecting the concept of solidity. Then the All-Entity spoke but one word again: Silence. And then our not-choir died and we harked anew, ready to please and eager to follow. The cramped space stabilized and we accepted solidity once more with a vehement fervor.  Know. Then we knew all of what the All-Entity willed us to know and then our purpose became clear--we knew what role it intended us to fulfill. The not-choir-but-good-enough rose up again and the not-discord reared its disorganized head to begin the incessant chatter anew. Ideas and thoughts and potential solutions interchanged as quick as the commands of a mortal mind translating to the body performing the action. But then the word we feared came from the All-Entity, the one word we never wanted to obey: One.  The threads of the All-Entity then snaked around our solidity, and the selves we are panicked and all commanded the form to jerk and thrash like a thousand people telling one character to go in all different directions. We shouted and we cried and we pleaded, beseeching the inexorable All-Entity to take back its will--we did not want this, we wanted to be whole, we wanted to be all, we wanted our souls, don’t make us one don’t make us one d0n7wAk3U50n3!!!

 My vision cleared, then, and my gaze met the Caretaker’s. In our ocular exchange direction cemented itself in my mind and I knew who I was, what I was, everything I had been and was and would be. Then I turned and I reached out before parting the veil with my hand, splitting the thin wall and pushing through it like an open wound. It closed behind me and then I felt the air, a chilliness unlike the Void, and momentum as gravity and physics oppressed my being with their indomitable dogma.  The distant ground below, I seemed to hover somewhere within the confines of a city’s park, quickly raced up to meet me in a head on collision. Mere moments passed before several yards kept my physicality from impacting the verdant earth. And when but several feet kept me separate from the planet’s surface, the grip of this reality’s physics lessened and the momentum carrying me down ceased. Then I righted my form with a tilt of my head, gradually setting down onto the soft soil once aligned.  My directive then chaffed my mind, and I knew I would commence searching immediately.

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