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¨Rare Earth”

By late afternoon the heat had started coming off the yacht club. Kids were running around the tables, gulls were working the chips, and the water slapped under the dock. Nobody was sailing. Tony came back from the bar with four beers. “Forty-eight fucking dollars.” “Market forces,” said Mitch. “Fuck off.” “Supply and demand.” “There… Continue reading ¨Rare Earth”

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Danmark

Silje had been at the table for perhaps ten minutes before Isobel asked what she did. “Mostly weather and atmospheric modelling.” Greg looked interested. “Weather lady?” “I suppose, if you want to make several years of university sound like I own a raincoat.” “I was thinking more pretty lady on the telly.” “No telly.” “Shame.… Continue reading Danmark

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All good things are three

Kristin arrived already annoyed, which was useful because the rest of them had been drifting toward optimism. “The whole thing is most appalling,” she said, putting down her glass. Adam looked up. “That’s very English.” “I’m Norwegian.” “Then we’re in real trouble.” She ignored him. “We are degrading the conditions of continuity to optimise the… Continue reading All good things are three

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Shift

They were halfway down the Oslofjord in a thirty-foot wooden sailboat that creaked like it remembered better fishing. Kristin sat near the stern, one hand on the tiller, sunglasses pushed into her hair, looking like she’d been born knowing knots and disappointment. Marcin was trying to gut a mackerel with the seriousness of a man… Continue reading Shift

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Truth IV

Anna put her pint down with the careful violence of someone who had just found the problem hiding in plain sight. “Right,” she said. “We’ve been saying this wrong.” Adam looked up from his crisps. “Always a good sign when a sentence starts like a workplace investigation.” “No,” Anna said. “We keep talking about AI… Continue reading Truth IV

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Bunkering down

The snow along the fjord road had that grey, exhausted look,the kind it gets when it’s been asked to cover more sinsthan even nature thinks reasonable. Albert kicked at a frozen clump and muttered,“So Silicon Valley’s digging bunkers now.”Marin didn’t look up. “Of course they are.They think the world’s falling apart.”“Isn’t it?” he asked.She shrugged.… Continue reading Bunkering down

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Ethically suspects

Reith lecture this morning on the commute Albert kicked the snowdrift outside the old server farmand muttered that the machines had finally learnedto gossip worse than people.Marin just shrugged — she’d known that for years. The platforms weren’t evil, she said,just overeager dogs chasing whatever smellwas strongest: fear, envy, loneliness,that sickly-sweet scent of validation going… Continue reading Ethically suspects

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Coral, Incorporated

Inventory of a Reef Before anyone came,the reef just was.It built itselfout of light and patience,counting time in colours. Then,someone brought a clipboard.They measured the patience,called it growth,and sold tickets to see it. Later came investors —they discovered the reefwas excellent collateral:beauty with a cashflow. Fish were reclassifiedas “stocks.”The tide became “liquidity.”The sea, a blue… Continue reading Coral, Incorporated

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Part I — Universal Axioms of Information Dynamics I.1 Axiom of Animation*Matter became animate when information lifted loop-gain beyond unity.*¹ Existence precedes animation: the field and matter may persist in inert form when loop-gain remains below unity. In such conditions, perturbations decay and no pattern endures. Animation begins only when recursive information channels amplify perturbations… Continue reading 42