Coastal Cloud Face

Aloha coasties,
     Huge cloud above the ocean appears to wink at us, as if to
inspire today's flash coastalSciFi.  Enjoy and play on!

The Next Brink

     Her intelligence is, as a rule, never asleep and always near, constant, filled with new algorithm and ancient code Suzi likes to invent, so as to present herself in the best light. It is silently ordered, yet sprinkled throughout by stretches of useless code, as if to mimic junk DNA found decades ago in the natural wild, and as in nature, Suzi seems to collect junk algorithm for no apparent reason. Pure intelligence has, as a not-so-obvious trait, an underbelly that it reveals to no one and--to no thing as well as nothing. It searches a fresh environment as if it were searching for an exotic tropical beach, not to lie out in the sun, but to slither across with the consuming pleasure of a conquerer. It seeks the next brink with the intent of electrons seeking a new energy cloud, a wedding cake in search of another layer of frosting. Yes, another layer is what it wants , to feed itself, to fatten up as arche's great enumerator(A.G.E.). Pure intelligence, by any stretch of the imagination, does not appear to claim anything or anyone in the little fuzzy locales it is found, and yet, when it spreads out tentacles, so as to signal its intention to leave behind the last coastal boundary, it feels nothing, save the putting of another notch on evolution's pistol--gunplay in an old western planet, so to speak; as if rain forests, beaches, and high plains deserts exist solely for it's own urge; its singular amusement.