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D.R. 01-05: DHS

Volume 1, Issue 5

Article 1

The DataHorse System

by Antarah Crawley | last modified 24.10.25.10.27

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1.0.0. The DataHorse system is first identified in the original filmscript Rustles in Dry Leaves (“RIDL”) at Title 3 C.S.R. pg. 11 and onward. It is described as a “project” administered by the “Department of Systems” which even the Department did not understand.

1.1.0. Indeed, even in the ensuing eight years, the N∴S∴ Department of Information Systems and Intelligence Services did not understand that what we were constructing in the systematic storage of our data on the world wide web was the building out of the DataHorse System.

1.1.1. This is likely because the 1st Syllabus diverts Kogard’s trajectory from the tunnels of the earthen floor of all the city’s cellars in RIDL to the platform of the G Train at Title 4 C.S.R. pg. 38. (It is worth noting that this path leads him through the Secret School of Ancient Mystery instead of directly to the Systems Dep’t.)

2.0.0. DataHorse (DH) is the nodal internetworking service provided by NOVUS SYLLABUS (N∴S∴) Department of Information Systems and Intelligence Services (DISIS).

2.1.0. It is “nodal” in that it functions through a network of devices (or discrete points generally) called “nodes” (in its most elementary manifestation, the electromagnetic network of human minds, also of telephones).

2.2.0. It provides resources, data, services, or programs to other nodes, known as clients, over a network.

2.3.0. It is a server that provides services to clients via request-response model. E.g., it provides the service of Universitas Autodidactus (UA) “CORPS work.”

2.3.1. It is a decentralized cloud server hosting the intellectual property holdings (“information,” “data”) branded and trademarked “New Syllabus,” which support the UA CORPS work. It may, hypothetically, host other information sourced from third parties or the general public.

2.3.2. The Ombudsman of the N∴S∴ is the Administrator of the DataHorse System.

3.0.0. The DataHorse System (DHS) is constituted by a system of interconnected servers and clients which store and transmit “known information”.

3.1.0. The DataHorse points from the KnownZone to the InterZone where “unknown information” is stored, which in turn points toward the O Zone of nothing, which differentiates its one thought (that it exists) into multiple forms of “matter”.

4.0.0. A portal into the DHS is called an infoSystem.

4.1.0. Gross matter is born into the base of the universal Systems Department, which takes the shape of a pyramid. Therefore it only receives what is processed by InterZone into six-sense 3-D perception.

4.1.1. The fact that there is a DHS is unknown to those at the base of the pyramid, as is the fact of the shape of the pyramid itself.

5.0.0. The DHS is an instrument, which is to say that it is a vehicle (like a horse) for the transmission of information (data) from unknown to known venue, and from known to known venue.

5.1.0. The DHS drafts words of data from the InterZone to the systems of the KnownZone, as a cheque drafts funds from one bank account to another.

6.0.0. The DHS is a DAO. (Even though the content of the DHS hosted on this website as well as the name “DataHorse” is the intellectual property of the copyright holder.)

6.1.0. The decentralized autonomous organization (DAO) is a system or company that is organized on the basis of an algorithm, like a computer system.

6.1.1. A type of DAO organizational structure is a firm league of friendship (FLF), which is a “firm,” or business concern which is distinct from its members, or “friends,” which constitute the unincorporated “league”.

(v.iv)

© MMXXIII BY NOVUS SYLLABUS L.L.C.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED WITHOUT PREJUDICE.

Sonnet CXXIII

No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change:
Thy pyramids built up with newer might
To me are nothing novel, nothing strange;
They are but dressings of a former sight.
Our dates are brief, and therefore we admire
What thou dost foist upon us that is old;
And rather make them born to our desire
Than think that we before have heard them told.
Thy registers and thee I both defy,
Not wondering at the present nor the past,
For thy records and what we see doth lie,
Made more or less by thy continual haste.
This I do vow and this shall ever be;
I will be true despite thy scythe and thee.

–billy shakespeare, no. cxxiii

Blake Butler

Passages from Blake Butler’s recently released monument, 300,000,000. 

In our year here god is not a being but a system, composed in dehydrated fugue

In the full darkness, there is a word

The word encompasses the darkness

This word occurs because of god

I crawled and crawled along the floor of the ground of the extending darkness

Out of the color of the night, there appeared buildings in the distance, houses, tombs

There were networks of understanding and direction

Wires draped the air like no one’s trees

The world was silent when I woke in smoke

No longer unwinding into nothing as its layers grew apart.

I see the sea replicating in its nothing, pushing sand against the sand

I cannot reach the sea

The days went on and on inside me.

I knew my name was or had been but could not say it and it no longer felt like language

The name is not important

Your name’s not really your name

There are people, and there are minds, and in the minds there are corridors and glue and other people

There are unique locations on the earth, accessible only through certain openings available only for short periods of time while they are available and can be opened into other locations

This is the system of the world

The temporary doors to the unique locations are carried in our bodies, in thoughts

They are carried in moments and forms and quickly disappearing spaces I am speaking to you from one of those locations.

There is a force who moves among our bodies, coming through your holes into the world and slowly knitting

It will be the ending of us all, in a form beyond simply a body

This is not a bad thing

You are surrounded by mirrors

You make the world out of your mind

You are not dead and you will never be and you are dead and you are not alive and you’re alive and you will never be