Singularity (a song)

After a few years of trying I finally got out a song about the technological singularity. Here's the demo (Recorded and mixed on an iPhone): Singularity [mp3]

UPDATE: Hear the Studio Recording HERE


I’ll live to see a million things That men were never meant to see
My senses and my faculties are super-computing factories
Auditory mesmerizers Touch and taste olfactory
Digitized into data streams that register but will not delete
They’ll store it up on carbon atoms lined up into nano-diamonds
Priced just right for maximizing special year end price surprises
Every piece of food you taste and every thought you cogitate
Every sound that you can hear and sight you see for years and years
All stored up so conveniently on peta-bytes of memory
So you can always reference them in case you forget anything

Now once all that experience can fit into an easy grid
existence is no longer something mentally projected
The wires that you have inside are very easily realized
Through artificial imaging you duplicate 10 at a time
Your consciousness can be enjoyed by anyone forever more
And you live in whatever state that you or anyone creates
You could be Giant Squirrel, a statue or a talking cat
The Goodyear blimp, an etch a sketch, An octopus or a yoga mat
You’d have each and every memory and feeling to the one
And now you can commence your life as an uploaded extropian

My mother is so horrified by this post-human fantasy
She says you’d lose that special thing that makes us human beings be
But I don’t know I’m not so sure if humans are so good and pure
Perhaps we’d be much better off if we took these violent bodies off

Once everyone is in the cloud we’ll move beyond this earthly ground
Expanding into outer space as an informational signal race
Matter in the solar system converts into computing mass
And the sun becomes a central orb of a brain that grows into the vast
Expanse of space and emptiness for light years and light centuries
It replicates exponentially like a Russian doll in a cosmic dream
When every spot of the universe is filled up it will promptly burst
Eradicating finally the experiment that we grew from earth
As it explodes the brain will breathe into the dark impossibly
and anti-matter all around will collapse the universe back down
and right away what you would see if you were a fly in the vacancy
All the light and color in the universe is collapsing

Time would stop

From a tiny pinhead point a massive bang erupts into space
And trillions of new particles fly away at a photonic pace
And once again the clock would start to tick and tock and tick and tock
Years would pass, billions or more before the tiny proteins locked
And once again in the boiling seas of a miniscule blue anomaly
A planet floating helplessly around a tiny ball so fiery
an unextraordinary corner of the universe would cradle it
The flicker of intelligence that led us here and brought us this...

1 comment:

gwern said...

While listening, I kept wondering:

> My mother is so horrified by this post-human fantasy
She says you’d lose that special thing that makes us human beings be

Why not 'makes us *humanity*'? Seems to fit as well and be less confusing.