I was thirteen when I first made the connection…or rather, I wondered how the connection happened. It seemed like a miracle to me back then.
I mean really, vibrations in the air around me reached my ear, then my brain, then generated a thought in my head. Heck, something as simple as my name: Trahn.
The air moves in all directions, so did my name stay in a package as an image, idea, or location? Then reach my ear all in one piece? Or did it somehow only link with my ear (or nearby ears) so they could “hear” Trahn being said? Or was my name moving around the Earth now in a constant shuffling of air molecules, some of which- if puffed out in the right shape and frequencies- formed the word “Trahn.”
Of course I was only thirteen and didn’t know where to begin to figure this out. I mean really, in one way it means that every word every spoken, or sound ever made, is still out there floating around. Just because my ear picked up that particular vibration that meant my name- to me. Does not mean that the same exact vibrations didn’t travel around until time or distance (or maybe both) weakened the single to the point it made no sense.
To me, well, it seemed like magic. A puff of air, and I know my name. And any collection of puffs of air, might make me laugh, cry, remember, or try to forget. How is this miracle possible? I wanted to know.
So I studied. I experimented. I found out about Gas Laws, and Entropy, and signal attenuation, and degradations. I dabbled in Machine learning and languages. Finally, I got a bit of Neuroscience under my belt to go with the recent upgrades in Quantum Computer.
The result, as you may know - was GOSSIP. It made me the world’s first Trillionaire- as if my brain, or anyone else’s can understand what that number means. For me, well, it means if I want to buy it…I can.
I don’t have credit checks anymore. Or Insurance either. I mean really, what kind of car would I insure that I couldn’t afford to just buy a new one?
Luckily…I am a minimalist. I do have a few acres of land, but my house is only 900 sf- and no pool. I guess my computer is the most expensive thing I own…and it really doesn’t have a price tag. It is the only one of its kind. At least with the modifications I have made to it - it is the only one of its kind.
I do have a rather large Research Lab for folk to use. It is about forty stories tall…so I guess not many folks who live in a small house, have a small skyscraper in their garden. But I like to talk to folks about how they use GOSSIP to find out meaning in the data taken from the air.
I like the work being done by the people mining the air for words spoken long ago. It is a marvel to see how they gather the preexisting vibrations trapped in the air to release words into sound. Words spoken years, decades, even centuries ago.
They call their AI use of GOSSIP- “Miracle Air”. I think that is so cool. They wanted to hear Jesus’s own words, as he spoke them. Lots of Churches and Religions were very leery of the work “Miracle Air” was doing. Especially once they were able to show that they could (and did) replicate every word spoken in the Oval Office of the White House. Words linger best where they were spoken. They also radiate out in every direction.
With the sensitive antennas (those spider like threads you see floating in long strand about thirty feet off of the ground, or above a structure) picking up the vibrations of old speech. It became a simple task to assign a Quantum computer AI the parameters necessary to pick out words from the background noise.
It caused quite a stir when it was discovered that Jesus spoke in Aramaic. He couldn’t read or write…so Hebrew was out. Not only did he speak in Aramaic, but it was different dialect than that of Jerusalem.
It was hotly debated - and some folks still believe that GOSSIP just made up what he said. After all, how could words spoken two thousand years ago- still be hanging around now?
Well, that is why I won the Nobel Prize. Three times. Once for discovering the feint signals left from shaped puffs of air. Then for figuring out how to recover them from the air. Then a third and final Nobel for designing GOSSIP to sort through all the trillions of left over words hanging in the air.
Who would have thought (and remember, I proved in my first Nobel Prize Thesis) that words do indeed: “hang in the air.” I did. And I proved it.
If you said it. It is out there. Waiting to be pulled out of “thin air”. Just like the “Sound Historians” are doing now with Jesus, Ghandi, Shakespeare, Napoleon, and even ordinary folks.
One of the discoveries that became apparent from all the data being sifted out of the wind- was the endearing number of stories told to, or read to children to tuck them in at night. One of the research teams using my Lab calls their work: “Story Time”.
They are not only finding the root of a lot of our modern day legends and myths, but a subset is rebuilding the stories our parents told us as kids. Then that is being studied to pick up subtle shifts in Societies and Cultures.
Yep. GOSSIP has made our every word available. Unedited. If you said it, GOSSIP can hear it. Still.
Patterns are starting to reveal themselves. One of them is this: people say what they mean when they are sure they aren’t being heard. Another is this, we whisper to those we love the most…and those words should have been spoken louder.
You can even go to a place called; “My Words” now…and simply take a few moments to talk into the system so it can learn your words. All you have to do is read a few sentences (so it will know when you are scripted), then make up an imaginary story- on the spot. Than say: “I love you” out loud while thinking of people you love. That’s all it takes.
A few moments later…and you can access anything you ever said out loud…even a whisper.