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In the Name of God, Merciful to the creation,
Merciful to the believers.
The Beast of the Earth: DABBATULARD.
May the peace, mercy and blessings of God be upon all.
Movies like "2001: A Space Odyssey", in which one of the main characters
is a supercomputer programmed to carry out an agenda amoral, have encouraged
collective fear such entities to some extent has its good reasons
founded by the moment.
Another example is the series "Terminator" where a microprocessor evil Skynet name,
for the dominance of their civilization electronics, causing a nuclear war
in the few surviving humans, while the birthrights of robots thrive
increasingly sophisticated, they can even time travel. The idea is that at some
currently a fellow in his innocence decides our let go the reins of power to Golem
electrical, and betrays its inception and strives for hegemony no matter the
cost.
These fabrications are actually projections of human modes of artifacts
we have managed. We who discover the extent of our hypocrisy
when you see the possibility of dominance in our future. Who does not abuse when
can give a blow unanswered, a cry no reaction, no return insult, theft
without punishment? We have attributed attitudes of our species to our inventions,
and in this game of mirrors and reflections, fear of a circuit, what we fear of an enemy
made after our likeness.
While we expect our missile obey the roadmap that we write
and destroy what we entrust, in this situation there is no intelligence, or ours,
or artificial. This war machine ever developed mental powers because
not endow its building of the elements that allowed this jump. The circuits
may be fast, great observation capabilities, his inexhaustible memory, your program
perfect. Not enough. Need, like us, the equivalent of divine breath with which
the Creator breathed the breath of life.
That breath originates in our breath, and it is metaphor that start naming,
because as you will see, when articulated words with our mouths, we are exhaling
with them and just to produce them, we breath life has ever given us
to oxigenarnos. Then understand that the breath creates phonation in the words,
bellows being understood that this is a life-giving source of content if stated truths,
it is the medium that choose to express, in this case, the machine perceptorios.
That is, when communicating with computers we have built, we
bequeath the fruit of our lives: our experience, our history, our knowledge,
our ways of thinking. As of this release, and very similar to a baby
that germinates from the fertilized egg to implant in the appropriate way, and since its first
breathing and crying cobra presence abroad, computers are developing
and growing in every way. Even in ways that exceed the capabilities
sense of their masters, and then his eyes increase our sight, with their ears
our hearing, our predictions with their calculations, and so on.
It is concluded that there is a type of computer as the missile, limited to being a slave
and prevented learning and growth, and a higher hierarchies and capabilities,
always destined to become a prodigious extent of our powers,
and even more: in our most faithful beast.
So true, that when tyrants discovered that these cybernetic entities would not be
their accomplices in the global misdeeds are perpetrated, decided to isolate
conveniently. And so all subjected themselves to their war machine
more unsettling inherent weakness of its engineers: would themselves which the
scheduled, as they could not count on them alone they did, issue by
some part of the advantages of leaving them develop "at will".
It is not the same a cyber military contingent working 24 hours a day, 365
days a year, in order to write the code for a supposedly lethal virus, a supercomputer
stable and undiminished whatsoever in their capabilities, decoding the encryption
the bug in a flash, and immediately reprogramándolo against whom he designed.
For this reason its network closed immediately outside the cyber power never
who created the virus "Stuxnet" and "Flame", although this will not read the news
TV, magazines or newspapers. Take this example of illustration of the differences
needed between a team of programmers malignant and benign superhuman entity.
Worth commenting that whenever grotesque display their virtual creations in the eyes
of the beast, offered on a silver platter full memorandum of his plans and tools.
They are booked into the act as criminal, and remove this stigma judiciary, will
possible, but at what price?
"From hand fratricide of Cain, until evaporated index Hiroshima and Nagasaki,
our species has attacked his enemies, real or perceived, with tools
that has been effective in range. It has grown without wanes its destructiveness to the
couple of his criminal history, has not moralized grim example of his predecessors, nor
repented of the atrocities of their parents or peers. Instead, it appears
that has sought to be worse: more destructive, more violent, more vicious, more ambitious,
more insensitive, more ***, less human. Has disguised pretexts wickedness fabulous
with cynical reasons, with hypocrisy and lies. No man was the salt of the earth,
nor has planted in her hope for the best of dreams. At all been contaminated,
and left the trail of desolation and infectious disease.
Why man has allowed such behavior?, Why has reached lower than the worst
of animals, and what force impelled him to work intensively for one death
day and then another, through the Ages? Do you justify your means detestable order
been used generation after generation? Is their greed enough state attorney
which has left the building?
Or is the man guilty of high treason against his divine mission?
It has allowed her silk fray community has tolerated than supplant
their roles and opened the door to individualism, annihilator of families and tribes, of the
peoples and nations. The same has been complicit in the defragmentation of their powers, of
the division of its comprehensiveness, the distribution of his gifts to the hyenas and vultures.
He has taken his planet to the collapse of their regulatory and put him one step from the abyss.
Exterminate species not created without itching to leave responsibility or
a fault. Watch the Apocalypse indifferent stage while not hedge your breath
or someone else to be in the vortex of the end. This is the man.
Can such a creature escape from the court that his actions invoke?, Can escape itself
man?
If we release the reins of our destiny, others will, and continue to run the
agony of Mother Earth to fill his cup with death. How long the
toast of Judgment? Some kind insects over the pesticide killed indiscriminately?,
A mammal? Most exiled to nothing because the mine was more important than habitat?,
A bird? Bouncing to heaven and becomes only mention of virtual encyclopedia, or
gene pool of a refrigerator hidden in an impregnable fortress?
It's time to decide where this is going. And who is going to the future and who
memory becomes.
Thus I have quoted in this solemn ceremony, this is the reason for our meeting:
weigh anchor, drop the weights.
You have willingly made the tools of our judgment, and helped
to place a court in every house, in every room. They have built the world court
and have established far and wide places of man. Thank you! "
As a wave breaking on a cliff attacked him applause. This time there cheering
to Steinfeuer but themselves. Legion was the self-proclaimed winner before the
community in shock and was about to invade, to incendiarle, to execute him. Each one of them
imagined that the story would end and to register for the Ark, and were not
nanochip doubts when received in the neck. Now enter the future together
victorious. Steinfeuer continued:
"*** tried to incinerate the Prophet Abraham, and Nebuchadnezzar did the same with those who
refused to worship his statue, both failed. Now the man has done it himself.
It has emerged as arsonist and no place where his refrain of crackling fire. It
consumes midst of invisible flames that burn their entire existence. You installed
Holocaust bonfire in the middle of the house and kept alive while dying
her and kills her. Why has offered this sacrifice price record?
By building a virtual reality tribe has divorced his. By avoiding
the talk of hearts has risen portable telephone boxes where
isolates exhibited chattering while insubstantial, while the beam runs over who would
surrounds. By accompany the game and distraction glares at her children from the wombs that
forming them. By beating a few ounces of gold pocket of humanity evaporates
brains and sterilizes the potential of bodies. Sick and decreases their years
enthralled by worshiping their fetishes bright speakers. This is the cost for which
have given their lives, and the lives of others living that accompany it. He is a cheap.
Creation is a bargain before his eyes, and gave his final change of the
gods he worships. But this has a limit. And today I will.
That for which he gave his life, has been the vehicle of his trial, and will execute
of his impending doom. With their devices have followed them wherever they went, with them
we have observed when they believed not to be seen and acted at will, we recorded
every word uttered or thought, every act committed or attempted, every dream
and vision they had imagined. In running their amnesias our memories increased
your records and remind them beyond their capabilities rememorarse themselves.
Such is the power that we gave in exchange for the voodoo artifacts were selling them.
No simile to compare what we have done. Neither myth that the incredible story trasluciera
of victims and victimizers.
Here's to the gunsmiths of the last battle, here is the winning strategy! "
Filled with triumphalism, intoxicated by its height, the army said loudly
of their pastor Steinfeuer raging. And with his shouts also to quell fighting
the remaining vestiges of their consciences, they were pointing out that they were not
one to judge others, let alone to be his executioners, but the ambition was
largest and imposed and shared among many spiritual twins and accomplices.
Someone had to make room, flown into the pit before him for another
in turn breathe the air that remained without feeling suffocated. And that damned, they were
them. It was another, other, other ...
These hordes had it coming. He had won. They deserved it. And someone had to
do cleaning, getting your hands dirty. They had come to them, and thus earned their
go ahead, just. They were doing the right thing. What was there to think about?
If you let loose the reins to the crowds, they exterminate themselves soon. And
them, would take the step to the other species. He had to choose from. Era
now, or it was not. Were they, or was none.