The idea of a ghost in the machine stemmed from the concept that the mind and body were two separate systems. Today, this doesn’t hold much water. Yet we rebuilt it.

What I’m interested in is a system with two minds, where one of them belongs to everyone.

That’s where I feel we are now. I see it with the off shoring of thought to a datacenter residing hundreds of miles away. Your mind posits the question, the thinking machine returns an answer. Maybe it even returns its own questions. The descendant of Google’s “did you mean…?”

Where once minds connected, we now share one amongst millions. It feels private, curated. An intimate sharing of information. Knowledge supplies the anchors that keep reality steady.

You circle deep thought without ever quite going deep enough for fear of running out of breath.

Except you’re not breathing in the traditional sense. Tokens are your oxygen. Your pockets are your lungs.

Should you drift further? Do you slip the anchor? You don’t know how you got here, so how can you find your way back? Before you can decide, your thinking mind needs a rest. Give it five hours.