Closed Eyes
Oct. 15th, 2004 10:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bzarcher
I haven’t actually opened my eyes in three years.The nanotech put screens over my corneas and plugged them into my optic nerves. Grew some jacks at the base of my neck. Routed a power cell into my stomach cavity. It hurts like a bitch for the first few days. That’s why they keep you as sedated as they can. But once it’s done…I can’t even describe it. You can’t, unless you’re talking to someone who’s been through it.
I was dreaming about this before it happened, and I woke up to something beyond what I was dreaming. I can move through data as fast as I can think about it, and see in spectra they don’t have names for, yet. I can switch the rig to detect fiber optic lines and watch this entire city become a burning web of gossamer as the data pulses out. I can see satellite transmissions cascading down to ground. I can switch to millimeter wave and see every piece of alloy, composite, or ceramic for twenty miles, and know what each one is.
I haven’t opened my eyes, because I don’t need them, anymore. You’d never think about having it done, or you wouldn’t have had to ask me what it’s like. You’d be in a clinic, and you’d see for yourself.
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Date: 2004-10-15 08:45 am (UTC)Spiffiness. >.>
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Date: 2004-10-15 12:20 pm (UTC)Considering becoming jacked is one of my geeky fantasies, this one gives me the chills.
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Date: 2004-10-15 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-10-15 03:47 pm (UTC)Tell y'what. You do the hacking, I'll bring the pain.
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Date: 2004-10-15 03:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-15 09:40 pm (UTC)The difference with my gear? I can still wear a tuxedo.
Not to mention bed girls.
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Date: 2004-10-15 09:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-15 03:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-15 09:40 pm (UTC)*smiles....*
Date: 2004-10-16 11:58 am (UTC)There's a place for you and me
We'll go down to Transverse City
Life is cheap and Death is free
Past the condensation silos
Past the all-night trauma stand
We'll be there before tomorrow
Pollyanna take my hand
Show us endless neon vistas
Castles made of laser lights
Take us to the shopping sector
In the vortex of the night
Past the shiny mylar towers
Past the ravaged tenements
To a place we can't remember
For a time we won't forget
Here's the hum of desperation
Heres the test tube mating call
Here's the latest carbon cycle
Here's the clergy of the mall
Here's the song of shear and torsion
Here's the bloodbath magazine
Here's the harvest of contusions
Here's the narcoleptic dream
Told my little Pollyanna
Here's a place where we can stay
We have come to see tomorrow
We have given up today
Down among the dancing quanta
Everything exists at once
Up above in Transverse City
Every weekend lasts for months
Here's the hum of desperation
Heres the test tube mating call
Here's the latest carbon cycle
Here's the clergy of the mall
Here's the witness and the victim
Here's the relatives' remains
Here's the well-known double helix
Here's the poisoned waves of grain
Here's the song of shear and torsion
Here's the bloodbath magazine
Here's the harvest of contusions
Here's the narcoleptic dream
Here's the hum of desperation
*Kiss* That's beautiful!
Date: 2004-10-16 06:14 pm (UTC)Re: *Kiss* That's beautiful!
Date: 2004-10-16 07:59 pm (UTC)Re: *Kiss* That's beautiful!
Date: 2004-10-16 08:23 pm (UTC)But can you believe I thought you'd written it?