Natural Revisionist History
I am the center of an immense sea anemone. I look out in every
direction through glowing tendrils.
Officially and for the record they will deny it. Get them talking
amongst themselves in a dimly lit corner somewhere and every hypernaut
will have a similar story. There are LinkHoles out there that no one built. They just
grew.
Sometimes the affinity between two points of reference is so--I don't
know--so passionate
that a LinkHole spontaneously forms between them. Everyone knows this
can't happen and everyone knows that is does.
It's wrong to think of paths of knowledge that a hypernaut follows to a
chosen destination. There are currents of knowledge that sweep you
along to their own conclusion. You can fight the current but you can't
ignore it.
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