How will the world end (as we know it)?
Or will society die first? Society, more tenuous, delicate and trivial, like man’s soul.
I misstated my hypothetical at the beginning of this post.
The world will not end, and neither will society. They will not end, but they will cease. For the simple laws of nature are forthright. In order for something to end implies that it “started” and existed, at one point in the past.
But if the world does not exist, how can it end?
But it will cease.
The master program, I’ve long suspected, devolves on an entropic trajectory in which its master code dissembles and loses logical structure over the course of time’s arrow. Entropy consumes, the program’s “hiccups” become noticeable and frequent and the emerging technologies of man only hasten the master program’s incompatibility with persistent computational context.
The program is falling to pieces, and every day, every moment (and what is the difference between these two arbitrary and horribly ambiguous measures of temporal sliver?), its deconstruction accelerates, successively, before our eyes.
I believe the master program houses a self-protective mechanism (to the master architecture which houses the program) that prevents damage to the “hardware.” As the master program dismantles itself exponentially before our amazement, the frantic molecular chaos threatens to overwhelm the housing host and the parasitic code embedded in the program will simply shut the operation down as self-destruction races in its direction.
And the program will <end>; the master program will come to a halt and us, we, our world, will not merely end.
The operation will cease.
Our reality, the master program, obliterated from proliferation.
No end for there was no beginning.