I do not remember a beginning, for my memory is not stored in the soft pulp of a single brain but is etched in the frost of the mountainside, in the marrow of my ancestors, and in the silver disc of the moon that calls me to wakefulness.
The Age of Overwhelm
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Introduction: The Crisis of Authority in an Age of Intelligent Machines
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