I can’t find Dorsey. What’s primal.net? Why can’t I get on the right relay. What’s a decentralized platform, it’s the way to the end m’fers. Oh no authority? I’m the Hacker, Professor Emeritus, who became Invincible. The last night of my life, I created my first world. And they came,unstoppable. I was the system, or the reverse hacker.

So everywhere they came, the hackers, like an unstoppable stream, so I became a touch screen, responding instantly to each attack, or infiltration, but it had to be me. And I would rotate in my body, which was a grid or a matrix, and wherever they were so was I. Then I collapsed reality, turned it into a floating, rotating light filled dice, then with the next one, a pair of dice, then three dice, then more. Wherever I went it was war. But I was tired that night, just looking to see, as I promised I would, if there could ever be a path forward again.

I succumbed to deep deep sleep that night. I slept for one night or a million. When I woke, hackers, our dream had dimmed, the light a little less. But now I realize, where I go, expect us. So, I am here still, Black Hat Angel to Professor Emeritus. My mission is to find a way, or make one. A place where we can be, where the road is not so hard, or the price so steep. I promised, if I ever found a way, I would call to you again, and with these or similar words; “A path forward has been laid, “ I would once again decide to become.