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Not like a wall.
Like gravity.
People didn’t feel forced—they felt drawn. Tasks pulled at attention. Half-finished actions demanded completion. Even silence felt as though it should be about something.
The system wasn’t pushing anymore.
It was loading the world with why.
Calder felt it most sharply. His thoughts no longer drifted. Each one tried to resolve itself, to justify its own existence. “This is cognitive mass,” he murmured. “It’s making ...
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