“Believe only what you test and judge to be true.” Siddhartha Gautama, the 28^th Buddha.

Chapter Seven. The Black Buddha is a Fractal Mathematician.

This is a strange place to wake up in. I feel like I am in a big box full of wires. I can hardly move around and it is very dark. This feels like a nightmare. It is so hot in here. My body feels like it is sweating profusely but there is no dripping feeling like in a sauna. I can hear the mechanical wiring of the old-fashioned tape recorder machine motors here inside this box. They seem to wiz forward then backwards. I think I am in a big old-fashioned computing machine which used to fill up a whole airconditioned room.

What is that sound? If I had to guess, then it sounds like a lot of punch cards being feed through a reader outside this box. I remember that noise from when I first starting working with big processing computers as an accountant and auditor back in the 1970s. Oh, that looks like a circuit board with a flashing light going on and then off. During these flashing lights I can start to see and feel many cords are connecting these circuit boards to each other. Now I can see a little better as my eyes have adjust to the darkness. Also, I can now see light filtering in through cracks in between the panels and at the level of the floor.

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