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A Future We'd Like To See 1.48 - Food for Thought
By Twoflower (Copyright 1994)

I always got a rush when I sucked out someone's brain.

It's a thrill, bleeding the information out of someone's
mind. The flood of new ideas to your own mind, like calculus or
nuclear science. Every meal was a new taste, since the sucker
filtered out information I already knew. Lately most people only
provided the nourishment of a snack, but occasionally I find a
true genius; a feast.

Each mind had a different taste. The rare ones, the
intelligent people, offered succulent mathematics, delectable
physics, or the raw meaty texture of history. Common man
provided more trivial information, things like traffic patterns,
video games, and office ceremony. Holy men gave the wafers and
wine of great books, philosophers the sugary sweet concepts and
ideas of great thinkers. Children gave me the sweetest candy of
all, rumors and feelings on other people, childlike imagination
making powdery figments.

I guess eventually one of two things will happen; I will
die, or I will have eaten everything. Food is scarce these days,
since I already know enough to have the IQ of the galaxy's top
ten thinkers combined. It's impossible to eat it ALL, but you
can get to the point where your mental stomach is full, or you
know all the important info.

As for being killed, although thought eating isn't
technically a crime, I have eaten the thoughts of many important
people who would love to see me dead. Although I insist that you
can never 'know too much', I do have incriminating information on
a lot of people. It doesn't matter though, because the thrill of
behind hunted only amplifies your hunger.

Many who have read this far probably think I am disturbed,
carving open the heads of others with knives and eating grey
brain material. Disgusting! No, I simply refer to it as eating
because the technical terminology is so... plain. If you must
know, I have about one hundred fold memory and a direct interface
to it via a suction cup neural jack on my right palm. To consume
a mind, I simply plant the sucker on the victim's forehead, and
download any interesting information to my own brain. If I want
basic information (hard fact, figure, knowledge) the victim is
left unaffected, albeit dazed. I can turn the device up to full
strength and suck all the experience and emotion out if I'd like,
but that leaves the victim lobotomized, unable to return to life
and collect more tasty thoughts.