Smokebreak (Cigiszünet) - Dragomán György - (Transalted by: Baba Chaba)
The cigarette stops in the hand of Belényesi (Pruneintoit), I can see it on his face, he got the aiai.
The cigarette stops in the hand of Belényesi (Pruneintoit), I can see it on his face, he got the aiai.
The cigarette stops in the hand of Belényesi (Pruneintoit), I can see it on his face, he got the aiai.
Phantom-geniousity seizure, that’s the official name, but us, data-stream controllers just call it aiai. If we even talk about it at all.
I step next to him, or more like behind him, if he would faint and throw himself backwards, I could catch him, not to hit his nape too badly. Belényesi´s body gets stiff, keeps the arms away from himself, his whole body gently shaking, watching the wall, or rather looking through it, probably seeing something completely different, being completely elsewhere.
Phantom-geniousity seizure, that’s the official name, but us, data-stream controllers just call it aiai. If we even talk about it at all.
I step next to him, or more like behind him, if he would faint and throw himself backwards, I could catch him, not to hit his nape too badly. Belényesi´s body gets stiff, keeps the arms away from himself, his whole body gently shaking, watching the wall, or rather looking through it, probably seeing something completely different, being completely elsewhere.
It lasts until maximum 180 seconds, rarely longer, as it comes, goes away, nearly without trace, just that specific mild dizziness left after it, and a couple of uninterpretable, asome phantom pain-like memories, for 2-3 days one feels like walking on thick carpet, you can get used to it.
The metal watch strap is rattling on Belényesi´s hand from the shaking, he will drop the cigi soon. I reach out, but take much care, not to touch his skin, unexpected physical stimuli can supposedly restart the seizure.
As I take it out from his fingers, I see, that it´s nearly off, I take a drag on it. I will never understand, what can be liked on menthol. Fastly smoke one puff from my own also, classical handcraft canaster, from the best throatbuster kind.
Since cancer isn´t deadly anymore, nearly everyone is smoking again, here, in the computing-center without exception, everyone.
The metal watch strap is rattling on Belényesi´s hand from the shaking, he will drop the cigi soon. I reach out, but take much care, not to touch his skin, unexpected physical stimuli can supposedly restart the seizure.
As I take it out from his fingers, I see, that it´s nearly off, I take a drag on it. I will never understand, what can be liked on menthol. Fastly smoke one puff from my own also, classical handcraft canaster, from the best throatbuster kind.
Since cancer isn´t deadly anymore, nearly everyone is smoking again, here, in the computing-center without exception, everyone.
Not due to the nicotine, but, because it´s good to disconnect for a while. Hatch out 3 minutes, coming out here, to the garden 2 more, one cigi 7 minutes, if you smoke it nice and slowly, two more minutes for you to go back, 3 minutes to hatch back. That’s 17 minutes break in total.
Two cigarette breaks are allowed daily, that means, that you have a little bit more than a half an hour, what you can remember from the shift. You spend the rest connected to the ai, the system utilizes nearly 100% of your brain capacity, as you intuitionally control the computing processes. In the classical meaning of the word, you are not conscious, the parts of your long and short term memory have been indexed as redundant and for the time being written over to graphene. This is hatching. Of course, there are some, who say, that this would not be necessary, it´s only because of confidentiality, so then you can´t know, what have you been working with exactly. I don’t know, genuinely not even interested, of course, in the beginning I was planning to, that I research on it, read the articles and the literature on it, but nothing came through from it. Funny, but knowing, that you spend the quarter of the day as the part of the most intelligent entity in the known universe, takes my mood away from learning.
There´s a silent squeek audible from Belényesi´s throat, that means, that the aiai will finish soon. Not good to hear, i´d rather block my ears, or go away, but he´s very unstable, bending a bit to the back, very possible, that he would fall back.
I deeply inhale the smoke from my cigarette, try to think about the tar, about that, that it will subside on the wall of my lungs, about that, that while I will sleep, the nanorobots will scrape out the black dirt from the air sacs.
Two cigarette breaks are allowed daily, that means, that you have a little bit more than a half an hour, what you can remember from the shift. You spend the rest connected to the ai, the system utilizes nearly 100% of your brain capacity, as you intuitionally control the computing processes. In the classical meaning of the word, you are not conscious, the parts of your long and short term memory have been indexed as redundant and for the time being written over to graphene. This is hatching. Of course, there are some, who say, that this would not be necessary, it´s only because of confidentiality, so then you can´t know, what have you been working with exactly. I don’t know, genuinely not even interested, of course, in the beginning I was planning to, that I research on it, read the articles and the literature on it, but nothing came through from it. Funny, but knowing, that you spend the quarter of the day as the part of the most intelligent entity in the known universe, takes my mood away from learning.
There´s a silent squeek audible from Belényesi´s throat, that means, that the aiai will finish soon. Not good to hear, i´d rather block my ears, or go away, but he´s very unstable, bending a bit to the back, very possible, that he would fall back.
I deeply inhale the smoke from my cigarette, try to think about the tar, about that, that it will subside on the wall of my lungs, about that, that while I will sleep, the nanorobots will scrape out the black dirt from the air sacs.
I had my last seizure 10 days ago. Luckily I can´t remember completely, what I've been focusing on, all what I can recall, is that I was busy with the trajectory of some asteroid. Not even the concrete facts matter, but that you know everything, everything has been put in place, and everything is possible, you just have to want it, and the sensation is with me, it feels like, if the world would be a flabby balloon, and only you would be able to inflate it. Strong and intense, you feel, that everything, what is happening, is happening because of you, because, you want it to happen like that, because it has to be like that, and cannot be anyhow else, because you want it not to be anyhow else. During the seizure, the brain somehow tries to perform some already performed processes, of course without the data it´s much like, when the meatgrinder has been filled with salt instead of meat, and the whole thing is squeaking and cracking.
Belényesi suddenly fall silent, and kicks himself backwards with such power, as if he would want to take the plunge backwards into a non-existing swimming pool. I catch him, but he nearly brushes me off from my feet, one of the cigarettes fall out of my hand, into the puddle. It was mine, but it´s better after all, he will need that puff much more.
As we get through the puddle, once his feet slips out of under him, I put him back on his feet, his eyes are slowly getting back to focus. As I put the cig in his mouth, I feel it on my palm, as his face is radiating from heat, during the aiai the temperature easily rises above 40 degrees, that makes it so tiring.
He inhales the smoke deeply, that´s how he starts speaking, deep down in the taste of menthol, sour smell of fear hits my face, says something about the asteroid, that 3 days and it´s here.
I feel, that what he said is important, very important, the ceiling of my mouth becomes a complete itch, I push there the tip of my tongue, the sensation fades, but a slight loss of balance gets me, I get dizzy.
Belényesi takes his hands over me, holding, - Let´s go - he says -, work awaits.
I try to remember, what he said, but I can´t recall, all I know, that there was some number in it. Suddenly I see ourselves from the outside, two bald men in white jumpsuits, holding into each other, hovering through a concrete garden between the puddles in the winter sunshine, the top of my head is tingling, that comes into my mind, how nice it will be to spread the lemon-smell transfer gel on it, how nice it will be to put the helmet on again.
As we get through the puddle, once his feet slips out of under him, I put him back on his feet, his eyes are slowly getting back to focus. As I put the cig in his mouth, I feel it on my palm, as his face is radiating from heat, during the aiai the temperature easily rises above 40 degrees, that makes it so tiring.
He inhales the smoke deeply, that´s how he starts speaking, deep down in the taste of menthol, sour smell of fear hits my face, says something about the asteroid, that 3 days and it´s here.
I feel, that what he said is important, very important, the ceiling of my mouth becomes a complete itch, I push there the tip of my tongue, the sensation fades, but a slight loss of balance gets me, I get dizzy.
Belényesi takes his hands over me, holding, - Let´s go - he says -, work awaits.
I try to remember, what he said, but I can´t recall, all I know, that there was some number in it. Suddenly I see ourselves from the outside, two bald men in white jumpsuits, holding into each other, hovering through a concrete garden between the puddles in the winter sunshine, the top of my head is tingling, that comes into my mind, how nice it will be to spread the lemon-smell transfer gel on it, how nice it will be to put the helmet on again.
Chaba Baba's Quantum Ashram - 2020-12-18
