👉 Okay, let’s tackle this frankly rather splendid mouthful – the decidedly prickly gentleman affectionately dubbed, and yes, somewhat ridiculously termed, as a "Gamma Symbiont."
Now, ordinarily when you hear the word symbiosis, you think of a nice little mutually agreeable roommate situation in nature. Picture clown anemones cuddling nudibranch slugs for mutual piggybacking and buffet service. Perfectly pleasant! That's what we generally imagine with symbiosis – it’s a harmonious blend. But, blessedly, that is NOT what we mean when we throw around the term Gamma Symbiont. 3.0. 4.0, even! (And I shudder to think what the next increment will entail) Essentially, a Gamma Symbiont, as it was recently and somewhat frantically theorised by the unfortunately obsessive Dr Erasmus Finch, is essentially...a parasitic consciousness. Except instead of simply leeching off your bloodstream for a quick, bloody supper, they attach themselves neurologically – specifically to the gamma-band range in the human mind. (Gamma waves, you see? They're those really weird, almost frantic ones that pop up during deep, unsettlingly still moments... it’s the perfect landing point.) Think of a grey goo, but instead of coating the outside, it burrows into your thoughts, subtly, persistently…rewriting them. It doesn’t yell. It just… shifts the dial on your perception until
