Hyper-Reality Memory

If you get me, at this point, you truly need to seek help.

??!! I am getting out of here:)

Don't leave now, we were just getting friendly.

I will stay but you must promise to tell me what in the world were you talking about. Then again, on second thought, better not.. It will be you then messing with my head:)

You're a very smart guy, and I'd hate to have either Will Evans or The Taiwan Tiger Cray on the other side of the wall if I was doing a Turing Test. I found this in line with my own musings about postmodernism's amnesia: How can we have already forgotten that Alfred Korzybski had already addressed all these issues back in 1933 with Science and Sanity, experiential nonverbal states precede language, "the map is not the territory"? No AI possible as long as we can't follow ourselves back through every biological inference to our own childhood big bang; that sort of reverse causal thinking is useful, but impossible because we'll lose the links given our own limited virtual cache. And so memory, whether you use your language of mathematical limits or mine of general semantic, ends up at a loss to interpret itself, since the ideas come after the 'blink' and we're all part of a tipping point going one way, even if we think we have a choice! The memory hijacked by memes theory....
Course I didn't 'get' you, Will--the two labyrinths face each other, but the entrances shift in the language game--but man do I love to riff with an brilliant young prodigy of a poet! When I get the time, I'm going to check out the rest of your work. This was very fun and insightful, though.

I love your riff. And I come face to face with my terrible comment about "getting me," which seems so recursive, the poem itself alluding to not even recognizing myself, nor getting "me."
There were so many references in your comment, a shared 'meme-space,' if you will. Perhaps the reason I own almost no books is that I give them all away - a desire to share or create contextuality with those around me.