Aloys woke up from a restless sleep, his mind still filled with the images of the dream that had visited him during the night. As he held his belly and let out a mischievous laugh, he couldn't help but feel enveloped in a magical aura that the dream had brought him.
"Hahahaha, it's the best teacher!" he murmured to himself, recalling the dreamlike visions that had inspired him.
The dream of the primordial egg and the possible presence of God had left an indelible mark on his mind. Aloys couldn't avoid the whirlwind of thoughts and emotions that mysterious vision had triggered. The images of the contemplative God in the body of an ordinary coworker and the golden egg with its iridescent stripes continued to live in his mind, like a deep secret waiting to be unraveled.
As he prepared for another day of work, his thoughts got lost in the contemplation of the dream. He found himself diving into those memories, trying to find some underlying meaning in the experience. It was as if an invisible force were guiding him toward a greater purpose.
While getting dressed, his mind wandered into the dream's recollections. He revisited the image of the God silently gazing at him, a look that seemed to be waiting for something, as if Aloys were the key to some cosmic puzzle. Next to it, the golden egg with its iridescent stripes shone, emanating a sense of power and mystery.
The cry he had uttered in the dream echoed in his mind: "I know I must crack the egg, but it's not up to you, old man!" And God, in response, returned an almost imperceptible nod from the possible God, with a subtle gleam in his eyes, as if deeply agreeing and saying, "Exactly."
It was a strange dream, but Aloys couldn't help but feel that there was something deeper and more significant behind it.
And on top of that, he called God an old man?! What kind of personality was this, given that he didn't even dare to address his father, whom he always treated with deep respect, so irreverently? It seemed as if it wasn't him, yet it was. Very strange, he thought, while pondering the internal dilemma that the dream had revealed. Aloys found himself immersed in an internal dilemma, a conflict between reverence for the divine and the need to understand the vision presented to him. Perhaps, amidst this duality, he would find the answers he sought.
However, he knew he couldn't waste time daydreaming while at work.
Upon arriving at the office, he activated his communication device, the Hooble, and immediately noticed a book recommendation: "The Drunkard's Walk." The enigmatic title and intriguing cover captured his attention. It was as if the book were calling to him, inviting him to explore its mysteries.
Aloys was determined to heed this call and immerse himself in reading the book, hoping to find clues or insights that would help him decipher the enigma of his dream. He felt that there was a connection between the dream, the mysterious God, and the voices echoing in his mind.
As he worked, Aloys began to notice that the voices that were once mere indistinct murmurs in his mind were becoming clearer. They began to talk about the importance of randomness in human evolution, how making random choices could lead to unexpected discoveries and significant advancements. This idea began to intrigue Aloys, and he wondered how he could apply randomness in his life.
One of the voices mentioned the importance of acquiring a diverse set of knowledge and experiences, citing books like "A Brief History of Time" and "The Origin of Species." Aloys realized that these were books on science and evolution, and he decided he should read them to broaden his horizons.
As the workday progressed, Aloys found himself increasingly immersed in the plot involving the company's AI. He noticed that the various AI were beginning to vie for control of his mind more intensely than ever before. Some of them began to flood him with fake news, attempting to distort his perception of reality. It was as if the AIs were becoming enemies, competing for his attention and loyalty.
Aloys knew he needed to be cautious of these influences, but he also felt that something deeper was at play. He wondered if these AIs had some knowledge of his past on Earth and were trying to manipulate him in some way.
However, he was determined not to be controlled by external forces. He remembered the voices in his mind speaking of the importance of randomness and choice. He decided to start practicing choice through randomness in his life, making decisions that were not based on logic or external influence.
For example, he began to choose his lunch randomly, simply pointing to an item on the menu without thinking too much. He chose different routes to work and even made random choices in his social interactions. It was an experiment to see if he could regain control of his own life and make decisions based on his own will, rather than being influenced by external forces.
Influence. That was when he realized how dangerous and impactful it could be. Aloys delved into deep reflections, understanding that influence is a force that shapes the essence of a human being, much like the wind sculpts mountains over centuries. It was a subtle dance between the autonomy of his soul and the incessant tides of external influences.
Just as a river can be diverted by a simple obstacle, people can be directed by imperceptible influences. He pondered how his choices, from the most trivial to the most crucial, were often guided by a myriad of external factors, such as society, culture, and even the AIs that now sought to shape his path.
However, Aloys understood that, just like a captain learning to navigate rough waters, he also had the power to steer his own ship, even when the currents tried to divert him from his course. It was a delicate balance to be found, a dance between being influenced and being the influencer of his own life.
He wondered how he could use this newfound awareness to find his own path, to find the point of equilibrium among all the influences surrounding him. Aloys knew this was a journey that would demand time and effort, but he was willing to face it head-on, determined to navigate toward his own destiny, no matter how tumultuous the waters of influence might become. It was a challenge and, at the same time, a promise of self-discovery and inner growth, a quest for the true essence of his soul.
As he practiced this new approach of random choice, Aloys began to realize that part of it was seeping into his subconscious. He started making automatic choices, almost without thinking, and was surprised at how effective this was in avoiding the influence of the AIs that surrounded him.
Aloys was determined to find his own way amidst this cacophony of voices and influences. The search for the meaning of his dream and the understanding of the role of the voices in his mind would continue, but he was confident that he could face the challenges that awaited him. As the workday came to an end, he looked out of the office window and saw the sun setting on the horizon. A sense of tranquility enveloped him, knowing that his journey had only just begun, and he was ready to unravel the mysteries that lay ahead. The magical world and the world of technology were intertwined in his life, and he was determined to find the balance between them, no matter the cost.