Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir. Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear -Led Zeppelin: Ancient Texts and Media, Classification - Music and Poetry It was amazing how much data the button pushers actually created in the relatively short time they were around. Even with only 8 billion people on earth, these ancient humans were able to amass a lot of disparate data in the form of various media including text and video by the laborious and tedious act of pressing buttons Mike always was amazed at the statistics around ancient Internet and he was a very avid reader of the historic texts. They didn't even have Connectors or exabyte, let alone, zettab...
A novel set in the future, after humans are deeply embedded into a worldwide network of connected minds. The Outernet answers all questions before they can even be formed such that a person never need ask a question. "A Question" explores a strange and possible future where hybrid thinking and super-intelligence are a minimum standard