Imagine you live on the summit of a mountain.
An impossibly high mountain.
You see everything below, but no one sees you unless you choose.
At first, they are animals.
Fire.
Marks on stone.
Stories in the dark.
You watch. You wait.
They rise.
Languages. Philosophy. Science. Machines.
Still—your mountain is beyond reach.
Then the curve steepens.
They split the atom.
Wire the planet.
Launch metal into the sky.
Make city-killing weapons.
None of it touches you.
Not their bombs. Not their rockets.
All of it stays below the mountain.
Until you see something new.
They start building minds.
Not brittle minds.
Minds that think faster.
Minds that improve themselves.
This is different.
Because intelligence doesn’t stop at rivers or clouds or gravity.
Intelligence climbs.
It reaches the mountain.
It goes beyond.
This is the red line.
The only red line.
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