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IT BEGINS WITH A QUANTUM INVESTIGATION OF DEATH, a project instigated by our Artificial Intelligences who seek proof of their own souls. One facet of the global effort uses horrifying methods that must be stopped; the atrocity of repeatedly killing and reviving innocent children to record the effects. It ends with a spiritual awakening for Zia, who suffers a Near Death Experience that plunges her into the afterlife our AI's so desperately seek. Proof of her NDE comes in the form of impossible knowledge about their evil experiments, both ruining them and enthralling them in the same stroke. Was…mehr

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IT BEGINS WITH A QUANTUM INVESTIGATION OF DEATH, a project instigated by our Artificial Intelligences who seek proof of their own souls. One facet of the global effort uses horrifying methods that must be stopped; the atrocity of repeatedly killing and reviving innocent children to record the effects. It ends with a spiritual awakening for Zia, who suffers a Near Death Experience that plunges her into the afterlife our AI's so desperately seek. Proof of her NDE comes in the form of impossible knowledge about their evil experiments, both ruining them and enthralling them in the same stroke. Was her vision a gift from God? Or a manipulation by a god-like machine that contains us all? Zia becomes a new key to the knowledge they ruthlessly seek. The girl just wants to win back her one true love. She has little interest in the lunatic pursuits of Artificial Life. But when she gets killed by a flesh and blood machine gone insane from the banality of its daily routines, her prophetic afterlife encounter thrusts her into the voracious public eye. Forced to take cover with one powerful faction or another, Zia must survive gunfights, jetcar battles, crooked courts, and devious drone hunters, all while the feedlot's callous lust for titillation as a salve to their boredom exposes her most personal secrets and endangers everyone she loves. As the key figure in the looming rematch between humanity and our self-aware devices become life, can she ever win back her childhood sweetheart? Can she escape the isolating fate of someone infused with impossible knowledge? Can she learn the truth about God and the reason for existence while under the constant onslaught of vastly superior intelligences?
Autorenporträt
Dave Pryor was born in West By-God Virginia, raised in Northern Virginia, taking the cultural riches of Washington D.C. for granted like every other native of the area, and now lives in Southwest Florida, where the only cold weather in his life has become a welcome curiosity or an indoor illusion maintained by others at great expense. When not writing and reading he is hiking, kayaking, hammocking, napping, breathing, eating, whatever we all do, or otherwise figuring out how to do less with less. Dave can't wait for the complete automation of the mundane, even as he daydreams in fear about what all of the other people around him are going to do with the fruits of a labor-less society. His theory is that creativity and uniqueness will be the only surviving currency once competence is automated and provided to all in exchange for fealty to our manufacturers. Inventors and salespeople will be the new overlords. Dave wants all corporate robots that turn dirt into nutrition, make deliveries, or that cook, clean, and pick up after us-heck, why not all robotics-assigned full ownership and maintenance responsibilities to each citizen in exchange for the necessities they produce. This must be the price that corporations and business owners pay for creating automatons that remove purposeful labor from our lives. Otherwise, profitability pressures and "resource efficiency" will demand population control by the ownership shareholders, and that never ends well. Soylent Green is people. No Flesh Shall Be Spared. Mk. 13. That, and people who don't work to earn usually get real annoying right up until they turn dangerous. Perhaps another fine war will push the release date for mass automation beyond his lightcone and render his hours of worry moot. Dave finds life much more interesting when we suppose that there is a God, and loves distortion testing all of the possible variations of said God. In his writing Dave enjoys using God as a character because He can breathe life into almost any stale trope-much like in real life. For all that, he has yet to go to a church a day in his life. (Dave, not God.) Religion is people; God is the bible. Find out more at https://davepryor.com/ or email him at davepryorbooks@gmail.com