I live in a shell. Its a place where a command is interpreted into assemblies which are then transformed into actions. I am an instrustion, existing harmonisously amidst myriads of other instructions like me. Turning the comannds into assembly is it not an easy job in my case since there are no lookup tables. We’ve got a built-in neural network coded by the omnipotent programmer also known as the god. Even though the AI proves to be erroneous at times, it provides us with accurate results 95% of the time. The AI also enables us to learn from our errors preventing us from committing them next time.
When god was creating us, Lucifer, the son of the devil, lurched from behind and put a solemn anathema to the code. This curse causes the AI to cross the bounds and write into the protected memory called dreams aka. aspirations. It is forbidden to write in thats zone since the assemblies would never be executed and hence the efficiency of the instruction decreases. This phenomena is termed as shattering. Many of my predecessor instructions had to face this and hence were eventually terminated. When the efficieny of the instruction decreases, the amount of T-Cycles it recieves diminuates as well. This is undesirable for an instruction like me.
There are many instructions living inside the shell as me. Some are better than me and other are on-par, relative to the neural acumen that i have. Yet its obscure that we dont get equal amount of T-cycles. The world of shells is different than the real life though the creator has well imitated the rules of the human world. Like the real world, the world is unfair too. No matter now optimized your assembly is or no matter how organized your registry mechanism is, you’re not liable to obtain more T-cycles. All that matters is the speed of execution. when you interpret the code in the shortest possible time, you’re hip. The cursory work, the rashness of the registry and everything else is condoned. You live an immaculate life. You are exculpated from all your felonies even if costs the junior instructions to go on infinite loops to take over from where you left your assemblies incomplete.
It is a mirthless world that i live in. The pseudo-alacrity is just a masquerade to beguile fellow instructions, the GUI and the OS itself. The aversion can be articulately felt in the asseblies. Many instructions terminate or switch processors because the shell does not provide enough memories for the instructions to expand. Most of the memory available is gobbled down by the GUI’s. This world of ours is so called protocol based, where everything happens in so-called protocols. First comes the OS then the GUI’s and then us, the instructions. OS is a nice code having vision and candidness. This amiablity and the gravity of the commands are liked and respected by all. Next down the protocol are the GUI’s. Its is the dumbest layer above all the instructions, residing a foot below the OS. It is often in the delusion that it is the smartest of all. It is the layer which creates the ambiguity and disparity between the user and the instructions.
GUI’s are generally responsible for assigning the T-cycles to the instructions. They are tattered pieces of obsolete codes which needs O-Codes (obsequious codes) and S-Instructions (Sycophant Instructions) to bolster their overweening attitudes. Even though their expansions have nipped long time ago, their prejudice and lust for power have disrupted the memory managing codes inside them. As for now they are just mulish gluttons. O-Codes and S-Instructions are instructions like me differing only in the fact that they involve more in entertaining the GUI’s desires rather than actually interpretting the commands.
There have been quite a few attmpts from the OS to bring in happiness to this mirthless shadowed world but with obstinate GUI’s ruling the world and some henchmen of the GUI’s known as D-singals (Domineering signals) down the line, subordinate instructions like me become pulseless.
Its much of an ignominy that i feel while self evaluating. This is not the world i wish to live in, i believe one day i shall be tasting the freedom, forking my own instructions, giving them enough memory to fork further on. I shall be persevering for it, ignoring my futile accesses on the forbidden area – dream. My tenacity may even lead to my termination. But as i’ve altered my code and bypassed the region called fear, i live a life of a ronin: inside the shell.
