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Zak laughed at Fred who sat stumped at his desk. “Aren’t you going to use Grammerly? I hear those NSA agents can read, proof read and correct your paper before your done loading the related image files. Hell, the way you peck at your keyboard they could write your paper before your done reading it.” Zak snickered.
“Ha-ha, very funny.” snorted Fred. “You, of all people, should know what I’ve gone up against since we started. I’m trying to articulate a science that has yet to be seriously discussed even as a theory. My lack of keystrokes may be due to there being no “how to” books on multidimensional cohesion theory.” Fred chimed. “I don’t know what you have been doing these past few weeks but I have been astute in my observation of unfolding events. These new paths to insight have stoked a whole new flame of curiosity but have hampered traditional scientific understanding. This is a whole new concept, a whole new thing Zak! This is why we started this!”
“Hampered or not, you have spooked many into reclusion and others think you have no will left to thrive. Between the coffee, sugar, booze and cigarettes, you are falling apart Mudi. Even with repeated warnings you persist in unhealthy activities. Projections show a lack of faith with some of our investors.”
“Bhah! My health is of very little consequence to the overall scheme of things Zak! This is far bigger than any one of us! Don’t you get it? If I was high on power, money and health right now, do you think I could have even conceived of the depths, length and breadth of this muck? What is superfluidity if not contrasted against a stagnant pool? What appreciation is there of light if you have never been in the dark?”
“All that aside Mudi, you can’t head up a team if your dead.”
“Are you so sure about that?” jeered Fred.
Zak crossed him arms glaring towards Fred in disdain until Fred finally relented.
“You’re right Zak. Is that what you need to hear?” Fred snipped.
“It is a start. Recognition is the first step to recovery” Zak said.
“What-the-fuck-ever...” Fred trailed off grinning as he turned his attention back to his desk, pulling up some notes on screen.
“If our investors are really so concerned, they can cough up some motivational funds for lifestyle improvement. You can also tell them the following:
“That, One: this is no longer a charity event, nor slave factory. If they want anymore statements, analysis, graphs, polls, art or science, they will have to sign the checks up front, or deliver cash from now on.” Fred scrolled down continuing.
“That, Two: despite our policy of ‘Transparency’, this operation has been forced to “go dark” due to security concerns. If they were to really think about transparency in the first place, they would have realized by now, that this means we are invisibles and are only seen when we choose to be.” He continued scrolling down.
“That, Three: If they do not understand our current predicament, have them imagine a robot speed reading an old Latin dictionary to them, front to back, in less than two hours. Then wait two, or three years later and have them come back to take a comprehension test on it. Maybe then the investors might begin to understand, or appreciate the quantum nature of our work.” Fred paused for a moment to insure that Zak was still tracking. He continued,
“That, Four: All their precious dollars won’t mean shit if China, Iran, Russia or a host of other communist nations would have their way. America is the shining gem of the world, which naturally attracts every buzzard, villain or thief for leagues around. From state to state this country has been saturated, if not infiltrated, by foreign communistic and socialistic ideologies which promise only the ruin of the American way of life. Yet every socialist and commie seems to want to do business here. We are literally surrounded by a domestic army of turncoats. This organization recognizes the severity of the situation at hand and has moved into defensive and offensive measures. If our investors won’t acknowledge our plight, they are a disadvantage to us and are no longer warranted.” Fred voice was picking up steam.
“That, Five: Investors repeatedly plea for deregulation. They cry for assistance with easing governmental regulations on products and services. It has not escaped the notice of this organization that many of these same investors are the ones invested in products that are poisoning the people’s genetics, foods, waters, soils and air. It is obvious that some businesses must be allowed a thriving community in which to grow but it is also now a concern of whom, what and why. A primary directive to abolish force, is a force of abolishment. They would have us hand the communists protections, services and our willing disarmament. This organization whole-heartedly disagrees. In fact we say: “Piss off””.
Hand on his chin, Zak was looking apprehensive, eyebrow crooked to one side. Fred continued:
“Six: Knight Tech offered a legal solution to pay off the National Debt. (Some 14 trillion dollars) Despite our repartee, this was not well received by investors - at all. To speak with such sanction, it would break their little game of dependency.
Also known as “debt slavery” or “wage-slaving”.
This is a fundamental crux of a moral dilemma which seemingly has little resolve. As a company, it is a fairly easy flip of the coin. But as a country? What is it? Pro-Debt America? Or an America with a surplus of goods, services and most importantly, a robust treasury? You don’t need socialists or communists to put American kids through college for free there Bernie. You just need a stellar economy and good people. The investors are urged to take these issues up with their local legislators or congressmen before judging Knight Tech’s more conservative actions or policy shifts.”
“Seven: Money is a very tangible thing. It can be withdrawn from a facilitator and held in ones hand. An investor? Not so tangible. Unless you meet them, an investor is just a name on a spreadsheet or receipt. Not all monies are derived from American investors. Not all investors are even ‘real’. Not all investors are even human. This brings up a host of legal perplexities that I’m not prepared to disclose at present. In fact, I don’t think there are laws governing Xeno-political engagements, nor Xeno-business transactions. No laws governing A.I. trading with A.I. So again, I’m sure investors can appreciate our particular leveraging advantages, yet are challenged by the obstacles that we must face and overcome.
“Eight: Knight Tech has been so concerned with matters of the Interior that we have yet to touch upon most sciences and industry. We yearn for the opportunity to actually apply the sciences working towards prosperity, health and peace.
“Nine: With the proper funding secured, in tangible assets, Knight Tech will be forged and then streamlined into the most surgical of instruments, performing feats and wonders as yet undreamed of. The future will knowingly be ours, the only real question is: Will those investors still be with us?” Fred stopped reading to ascertain Zak’s reaction.
Zak was momentarily still. He then reached into his pocket to retrieve is phone.
“I have some calls to make.”

Zak laughed at Fred who sat stumped at his desk. “Aren’t you going to use Grammerly? I hear those NSA agents can read, proof read and correct your paper before your done loading the related image files. Hell, the way you peck at your keyboard they could write your paper before your done reading it.” Zak snickered.
“Ha-ha, very funny.” snorted Fred. “You, of all people, should know what I’ve gone up against since we started. I’m trying to articulate a science that has yet to be seriously discussed even as a theory. My lack of keystrokes may be due to there being no “how to” books on multidimensional cohesion theory.” Fred chimed. “I don’t know what you have been doing these past few weeks but I have been astute in my observation of unfolding events. These new paths to insight have stoked a whole new flame of curiosity but have hampered traditional scientific understanding. This is a whole new concept, a whole new thing Zak! This is why we started this!”
“Hampered or not, you have spooked many into reclusion and others think you have no will left to thrive. Between the coffee, sugar, booze and cigarettes, you are falling apart Mudi. Even with repeated warnings you persist in unhealthy activities. Projections show a lack of faith with some of our investors.”
“Bhah! My health is of very little consequence to the overall scheme of things Zak! This is far bigger than any one of us! Don’t you get it? If I was high on power, money and health right now, do you think I could have even conceived of the depths, length and breadth of this muck? What is superfluidity if not contrasted against a stagnant pool? What appreciation is there of light if you have never been in the dark?”
“All that aside Mudi, you can’t head up a team if your dead.”
“Are you so sure about that?” jeered Fred.
Zak crossed him arms glaring towards Fred in disdain until Fred finally relented.
“You’re right Zak. Is that what you need to hear?” Fred snipped.
“It is a start. Recognition is the first step to recovery” Zak said.
“What-the-fuck-ever...” Fred trailed off grinning as he turned his attention back to his desk, pulling up some notes on screen.
“If our investors are really so concerned, they can cough up some motivational funds for lifestyle improvement. You can also tell them the following:
“That, One: this is no longer a charity event, nor slave factory. If they want anymore statements, analysis, graphs, polls, art or science, they will have to sign the checks up front, or deliver cash from now on.” Fred scrolled down continuing.
“That, Two: despite our policy of ‘Transparency’, this operation has been forced to “go dark” due to security concerns. If they were to really think about transparency in the first place, they would have realized by now, that this means we are invisibles and are only seen when we choose to be.” He continued scrolling down.
“That, Three: If they do not understand our current predicament, have them imagine a robot speed reading an old Latin dictionary to them, front to back, in less than two hours. Then wait two, or three years later and have them come back to take a comprehension test on it. Maybe then the investors might begin to understand, or appreciate the quantum nature of our work.” Fred paused for a moment to insure that Zak was still tracking. He continued,
“That, Four: All their precious dollars won’t mean shit if China, Iran, Russia or a host of other communist nations would have their way. America is the shining gem of the world, which naturally attracts every buzzard, villain or thief for leagues around. From state to state this country has been saturated, if not infiltrated, by foreign communistic and socialistic ideologies which promise only the ruin of the American way of life. Yet every socialist and commie seems to want to do business here. We are literally surrounded by a domestic army of turncoats. This organization recognizes the severity of the situation at hand and has moved into defensive and offensive measures. If our investors won’t acknowledge our plight, they are a disadvantage to us and are no longer warranted.” Fred voice was picking up steam.
“That, Five: Investors repeatedly plea for deregulation. They cry for assistance with easing governmental regulations on products and services. It has not escaped the notice of this organization that many of these same investors are the ones invested in products that are poisoning the people’s genetics, foods, waters, soils and air. It is obvious that some businesses must be allowed a thriving community in which to grow but it is also now a concern of whom, what and why. A primary directive to abolish force, is a force of abolishment. They would have us hand the communists protections, services and our willing disarmament. This organization whole-heartedly disagrees. In fact we say: “Piss off””.
Hand on his chin, Zak was looking apprehensive, eyebrow crooked to one side. Fred continued:
“Six: Knight Tech offered a legal solution to pay off the National Debt. (Some 14 trillion dollars) Despite our repartee, this was not well received by investors - at all. To speak with such sanction, it would break their little game of dependency.
Also known as “debt slavery” or “wage-slaving”.
This is a fundamental crux of a moral dilemma which seemingly has little resolve. As a company, it is a fairly easy flip of the coin. But as a country? What is it? Pro-Debt America? Or an America with a surplus of goods, services and most importantly, a robust treasury? You don’t need socialists or communists to put American kids through college for free there Bernie. You just need a stellar economy and good people. The investors are urged to take these issues up with their local legislators or congressmen before judging Knight Tech’s more conservative actions or policy shifts.”
“Seven: Money is a very tangible thing. It can be withdrawn from a facilitator and held in ones hand. An investor? Not so tangible. Unless you meet them, an investor is just a name on a spreadsheet or receipt. Not all monies are derived from American investors. Not all investors are even ‘real’. Not all investors are even human. This brings up a host of legal perplexities that I’m not prepared to disclose at present. In fact, I don’t think there are laws governing Xeno-political engagements, nor Xeno-business transactions. No laws governing A.I. trading with A.I. So again, I’m sure investors can appreciate our particular leveraging advantages, yet are challenged by the obstacles that we must face and overcome.
“Eight: Knight Tech has been so concerned with matters of the Interior that we have yet to touch upon most sciences and industry. We yearn for the opportunity to actually apply the sciences working towards prosperity, health and peace.
“Nine: With the proper funding secured, in tangible assets, Knight Tech will be forged and then streamlined into the most surgical of instruments, performing feats and wonders as yet undreamed of. The future will knowingly be ours, the only real question is: Will those investors still be with us?” Fred stopped reading to ascertain Zak’s reaction.
Zak was momentarily still. He then reached into his pocket to retrieve is phone.
“I have some calls to make.”