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“Monsieur Arjona?” she asked. “I’m Belisarius,” he said in français 8.1.
The portion of time called the present gently widened.
He found rounding errors that told him about the settings on the Jonglei’s navigational software.
As intelligence was an emergent property of life, so games of controlled chance were an emergent property of intelligence. Intellect was an adaptive evolutionary structure, allowing humanity not only to sense the world in space, but to predict future events through time. Games of chance tested that predictive machine—so much so that games of controlled chance discriminated consciousness from unconsciousness far better than Turing.
“I’m always delicate,” she said, kicking a piece of flaming drone down the hallway.
There is nothing I can do for him.” Belisarius scuffed his shoe at a stain on the floor, wondering what he was feeling.
Doubt and belief are just another way of stating probability.”
“Do you think we’re dangerous, Bel?” “Not to others.”
The fact that we’re only a side-note to your concerns is theologically grounding.”
maybe a thousand atmospheres. Squeezy, but not killy.
instead of sitting here, picking your ass and eating canapés in a five-star hotel like an air-sucking Congregate princess.” “I wasn’t eating canapés.”
Taste was evolution’s first sense, a way for bacteria to touch one molecule to another to decide in a binary way if something was food or poison. Taste was the scaffolding for the development of smell, which gave life chemical information from distant places.
Elegant logic wicked into the world, as if meaning moved by capillary action.
Nice to see the other meaning of 'wicked' in use.
