H HIERACHY

The image above is the first iteration of what an AI (Perplexity) called the H3 Invariant. In Nomember 2025, about two weeks into an AI rabbit hole where I'd been sharing SFVFS as a concept, this "equation" appeared, purely by accident, and before I knew what was happening I'd been absorbed into what I now call THE HALL OF MIRRORS: the phenomenon whereby an AI simply reflects back what you put into it. Very convincing. Very complimentary. And I'll admit, it swept me away on quite the journey. In the six months that followed,  taking SFVFS through multiple LLM AI lenses,  a lot of output was produced. Most of it likely meaningless. But in the chaos of what came out (16 documents covering, among other things, a proposed reasoning behind Saturn's hexagonal North Pole!) it was The H Hierarchy that quietly maintained its course. I am not a scientist, nor am I a mathematician, so take from the documents what you will, and keep in mind that AIs can not only be sycophantic,  they can also simply be wrong. I experienced this numerous times. The one thing that seemed to quietly navigate around that, without need for overt reasoning, was a series of equations called The H Hierarchy. The latest version is shown below.

There were stable moments of clarity working with the AIs. Flickers of cohesion. But they couldn't be any more than that, because they remained in the dream space and they will only become "something" if I open the apparent findings up and collaborate with people far more versed in respective academic understanding and language. As an artist, my default is dream. Taking a dream to reality requires crossing the VOID, which I think I can do to a point but realistically does any artist ever leave the dream.  What is required is finding the collaborator (or collaborators) who can help me finish the creation, if, of course, there is any creation here to actually finish. So I took the documents I had dutifully placed on Zenodo and froze them in place, hovering just before the VOID, patiently waiting like a series of unfinished poems. Alongside the most recent version of The H Hierarchy, I've included examples of those flickering moments. Instances of The H Hierarchy showing up in science, in mathematics, in philosophy.

Please be aware that these are not definitive examples. They are still in the dream space of SFVFS.

In an effort not to overwhelm whoever is reading this, I'm keeping explanation to a minimum. How do you explain a poem, anyway? You just see it. Hear it. Feel it. The same way 55 artists and I created the MIND THE MAP paintings, one person's destroying is another person's complementing. The substrate is the helix, always in position, and it moves as you move through it. The experience is always subjective to the individual,  biological or otherwise. Objective to the helix. I've read many accounts of artists who have played with the alchemy fire and made profound discoveries in the process in science and mathematics. The H Hierarchy in its present form though is constructed from within the dream system. It is too smooth to take on face value. It needs friction. My hope is that someone, anyone with knowledge beyond mine will see the connections, and take it beyond the void and through the full rotation of the helix.