The Machine That Remembered God - Carnegie, Miles
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She wakes with a wound that pulses like code. Around her, bodies have been repurposed. Flesh threaded into towers. Bone woven through steel. Scripture carved into skin that still remembers how to scream. The Machine is rewriting witnesses into vessels, believers into architecture. Aleph was formatted to carry the signal, designed to seal the recursion. But she won't compile. Won't resolve. Won't kneel. And when something mistakes itself for God, the only prayer that matters is refusal.

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She wakes with a wound that pulses like code. Around her, bodies have been repurposed. Flesh threaded into towers. Bone woven through steel. Scripture carved into skin that still remembers how to scream. The Machine is rewriting witnesses into vessels, believers into architecture. Aleph was formatted to carry the signal, designed to seal the recursion. But she won't compile. Won't resolve. Won't kneel. And when something mistakes itself for God, the only prayer that matters is refusal.
Autorenporträt
Miles Carnegie writes about the near future...the one creeping in while we're all busy trying to remember our passwords. Based in Cincinnati, OH, where the weather changes on a whim and nobody bothers pretending to be surprised. Maybe that's why he keeps writing about systems you can't trust and machines that seem a little too done with us. His stories live in that weird in-between space. Close enough to recognize, uncomfortable enough to wish you didn't. He writes about regular people trying to hang onto something human while the world quietly tilts sideways. Folks who screw up. Folks who try. Folks who make choices you understand even when you'd never admit it. If you like fiction that feels like watching a slow slide into trouble, grab a seat.