So I wrote this in 2006 (back when I had self-confidence in my writing and even a little bit of what might have been a simulacrum of hope):
"Let’s update The Gay Science.
Let’s say some day a daemon-bot comes to the loneliest loneliness of an otherwise empty inbox and spams you. “I am an autonomous scripted agent for the NSA (Nietzschean Security Agency), who have been privy to all that has been said and written. I will now expand your sensory field to surveille all that has been said or written about you in this world.”
Would you throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and delete the email that spoke thus?
Or have you experienced a tremendous moment where you would have answered: “You are a god and I have never heard anything more profane.” If this thought gained possession of you, it would change you as you are or perhaps crush you.”