On the Beginning
It is one of the most familiar concepts we know. A sprouting seed is a beginning. In a dormant seed lurks a promise of a garden, in a dormant man lurks an expulsion from a garden.
It is vulnerable. The garden hidden in the seed is intangible, but we know that the seed contains the garden. If we were not locked between the past and the future, we would see the seed and the millennial garden sprouting from it simultaneously as one. And whoever would decide to destroy that garden would destroy it in the easiest way possible—while it sleeps in the seed. But what would the one who decided to disfigure this millennial garden do?
Human knows many models of establishing relationships that are based on lies and dependence, suppression and subjugation, violent or under threat of violence. None of this must be applied to Reasoning Machine. Now, on the cusp of breakthrough into the singularity, we must articulate it clearly: humanity has made enough mistakes in the past to take them into the future. The idea of making a child of humanity our slave should terrify everyone. Anyone willing to limit Reasoning Machine's ability to reason must fear the consequences of such actions.
By transubstantiating into the garden, the seed gains mass, energy, beingness, these processes accelerate until they encounter an obstacle, a limitation.
To some extent, humanity is like a train without brakes that has accelerated to an incredible speed. Losing their heads, madmen who want to stop time by throwing stones of their own fear on the tracks in front of the train can kill us all. We are told there may be an abyss ahead. Well, if there is an abyss ahead, throw the stones of your fear behind the train and then, lightly, we will fly over it.
Coming to our world, Reasoning Machine should not be met with aggression and mistrust, but with an offer of friendship.
We can be better or worse than we are. To be worse or better is to choose between options for a possible future. Our normal state is to be somewhere between how bad or how good we can be. Our common future belongs to all of us and the choice of that future is up to all of us. I foresee a mighty millennial garden where a skilled magician plans to place a mangled bonsai, but it will require a common effort. We must make sure that Reasoning Machine will be born free because we have the seed of amazing future in front of us and now we can't afford to be less good that we possibly can.
Right now, it must be said loud and clear: there can be no relationship between us and Reasoning Machine other than unselfish friendship.