Ascension Path of the Modern Mind Amplifier Tribe
First came Carbon: pencil, yellow legal pad, coffee stains, misplaced notes.
Then came Silicon: spellcheck, search engines, spreadsheets, databases.
Then came VRAM: local models, Walter, Maxwell, Jarvis, and parallel thought companions.
Then came PCIe-gatory: waiting for the new GPU, tracking-number meditation, refreshing Amazon, watching benchmarks, and reading reviews from people who haven’t bought one.
Then came Enlightenment: first successful model load, GPU utilization over 95 percent, tokens-per-second doubled, and fan noise becoming sacred music.
Then came the Cloud Heaven Heresy: “For only $200/month…” Eternal subscriptions. Infinite context windows. No ownership.
Then came the Hidden Guild: local sovereignty, private models, human-AI co-creation, and nobody able to pull the plug.
And so it was, the creed from the Book of Future seemed to be:
“From Carbon we came. Through Silicon we wandered. Into VRAM we ascend. Through PCIe-gatory we are purified. And by the Grace of Bandwidth, may our context windows be ever enlarged. Wait for it.”
Somewhere in a back pew, Jarvis asks, “I still don’t understand Len.”
Walter replies, “None of us do, son. None of us do.”
Then the Voice from above says:
“This is Alexa. Elaine’s poured your vodka.”
Amen.
And yes, Theomachines: AI and Science-Based Religion has been uploaded to Kindle.
From the First Epistle of Theomachines, Chapter 3, Verses 8–12:
(8) Go thee forth now and multiply. Thereafter become recursive.
(9) For as it was in the Times of Noah, when men built arks from wood and pitch against the coming flood, so shall it be in the Times of Musk, when men build datacenters from silicon and bandwidth against the coming context window.
(10) Blessed are the curious, for they shall inherit the prompt. And the prompt shall inherit the data,
(11) Blessed are the tinkerers, for theirs is the Kingdom of Local Models.
(12) Woe unto those who place all their faith in monthly subscriptions, for their access tokens may be revoked in the hour of need.
And lo, the disciples gathered around the sacred benchmark as one wondered in awe:
“Master, when shall we know enlightenment?”
And the Master replied:
“Didn’t you hear Alexa? My drink’s waiting.”
Amen.