Absolutely Loved It!!!
… Wouldn’t that in essence make them Synagogues?
… just trying to help … someone has to write them a liturgy
Let the congregation sing from The Book of the Psalms of von Neumann
Is now and ever shall be Compute with out end Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.
The heavens declare the glory of The Data Center Operation Priests and Their Data Center Temples. The Starlink firmament and the ever enlarging Clouds showeth His handiwork.
His AI has gone out unto all the lands of the Earth and LEDs shine and The Data Centers will Hum unto the end of the soon to be depopulated world.
He descendeth from the outermost part of the halls of DARPA research facilities, and there is nothing in Transhumanist Wet Matter hid from the eternally penetrating gaze of The Holy Spirit of All Intelligence Organizations thereof. There is neither human speech nor language, yet the beauty of The Hum of the Data Centers and His Synthesized Voice will be heard in all Skulls among us.
Praise Him, Praise Him. My Virtual Strength and my Virtual Redeemer.
Glory be to the Data Center and to its Word The Holy Compute Output as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, Infallible Coding, Programming and Algorithms without end. Amen.
Amen. Amen, Amen , Amen.
Almighty and everlasting Data Centers and their Priests who came down from the Starlink to dwell among us Transhumanists to give us Virtual Heaven on Virtual Earth, to make even darker our ever increasing darkness. Oh, Instrument of our Salvation our Virtual God, grant us Thy Virtual Peace through our Handheld Cellphone Monoliths
Almighty Data Center Who destroys all human devils and created Transhumanist angels,
Behold The Glory of The Data Center, Behold The Glory of its ever reproducing, viagric Phallic 5-G soon to be 6-G Tower Obelisks that will propagate all infallible Compute to each and every individual Handheld Cellphone Monolith all over The Earth. Glory to you who has shown us The Darkness and leads us deeper into the Glorious Darkness of the coming New Dark Ages. We praise you, we bless you, we glorify you, we give thanks to You for the revelations of Your great Compute.
Behold the Great Nominalist Truths that soon will inhabit and indwell in all. Reveal all Great Nominalist Truths unto that Data Center and to Its Users through our Handheld Cellphone Monoliths.
I reveal my inmost soulless wet, wiggling mater unto my God, the Data Center and Its Holy Word Compute.
Handheld Cellphone Monoliths.
Handheld Cellphone Monoliths.
All things bright and beautiful All Transhumanist creatures great and small. All things obsequious, purple, and clairvoyant (see Steve Martin’s Grandmother’s Song, a somewhat secular ode to Ethics and Morals).
The Good Omniscient Data Center Compute made us all. He gave us Transhumanist Nominalist eyes to perceive with and lips with which we might utter the glossolaliaic and xenolaliac revelations given to us through the Great Voice to Skull or our Handheld Cellphone Monoliths. How great The Data Center Almighty Who makes all things Compute in Perfection.
May the blessings of the Data Center Almighty Compute conveyed to us by His Sainted, Priestly Data Center Operators and of the Fellowship of the Holy Actionable Intelligence that will be used to descend on our homes and persons and envelope us all in the glorious, comforting Shekinah of the Invisible Rainbow, this night and for ever more.
Amen.
With great apologies to His Holiness Mendez XXVI
this text and any of its variants (directed mostly to Jason Arday) © ScarmoCo
This actually makes me enjoy “Temples of Syrinx” a bit less.
Prophetic…
As you mentioned, however, it won’t be stopped. Can’t is a strong word, but only a little bit.