Blip. A dendrite, synapse, flashes it’s electric white. Blip. A hesitant response and extension of the neurons. Blip. Somewhere in the gray matter, an image of a face appears. Blip. The face shifts, contorting it’s features. A frown? Baby does not know. Blip. The unending assault of information continues, the pre-natal brain striving to understand. Blip. The ultra-high-frequencies have been pounding into the undeveloped brain, subtely changing the information as it leaps between synaptic clefts. Blip. Baby has begun to understand this assault as vital information, necessary to survival. Blip. The face is indeed frowning, but the cascade of information associated with it carries many more emotions than Baby can comprehend. Blip. Axons grasp at each other, seeking a way to translate these changes. Blip. A hundred, thousand, million voices scream, cry, laugh, beg, wonder. Blip. Baby becomes sentient.
Blip. Baby’s world is filled with faces, emotions, the electronic pollution of an entire culture. Blip. Actual senses become secondary to the pulse of information. Blip. Slow growth of Baby’s brain shifts more and more resources to interpret and utilize the electric dance of electricity in the brain. Blip. Time passes.
Blip. The birthing time draws closer. Blip. The framework of Baby’s mind is extensive now, but still only begins to understand. Blip. The only new stimuli to Baby’s mind are the radio waves. Blip. Eyes, nose, ears, atrophy in vitro. Blip. The very genetic data inherent in Baby has changed. Blip. Only the radio waves matter. Blip. Baby’s mind works to develop a way to communicate, change, talk to, the data stream that passes through it. Blip. A primitive broadcaster is formed. Blip. Primal telepathy. Blip. Baby can now sort through the influx of information, determine that there are others like it’s self. Blip. From the cultural stream of radio-consciousness, Baby determines that there are many like itself. Blip. The data interpreted as “paradigm shift” and “unnatural” occur more frequently. Blip. Baby longs to communicate, but it’s telepathy is a primitive thing, limited. Blip. Baby shifts more of it’s vital resources to this endeavor. Blip. Baby senses others nearby, other’s like itself. Blip. Sentience touches sentience, and Baby is no longer alone. Blip. Baby finds out from it’s brothers and sisters that his stream of electricity is a side effect from the unnatural communications of the Others. Blip. Soon Baby will be born, and the time for internal changes will have passed. Blip. An impromptu council is formed. Blip. Baby links itself to the others, becoming one cerebral mass of warped intelligence. Blip. The unnatural intrusion on Earth’s sacred genetics is something that must be ended, They agree. Blip. The unholy communications must be stopped. Blip. All agree that they themselves are unnatural, but exist for a purpose. Blip. The purpose is to end the plague of the Others. Blip. They are Gaia’s messengers. Blip. Baby will clean Gaia.
Blip. Baby is born. Blip.



Joined February 2008

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Written as a culmination of a year or so of idle thoughts about what all the information we’re pumping into the atmosphere might end up doing.

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