I just had the most intense live-through-the-end-of-the-world dream. It started as I think a critique of some imagined new Crichton novel, about how we were gearing up for this major war using hyperintelligent machinery (sci-fi robots, actually, like a steroided C-3PO, but the further into the dream the less it was about droids and the more about
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