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Sunflower Sutra

Not A Real Update

Posted on 2010.02.11 at 07:44
Current Location: The Crow's Nest
feeling: sadsad
listening to: Yoko Kanno, "Be Human"
I had the saddest dream last night. It followed this artificial consciousness which somehow had the ability to generate a tangible body in which to house itself. (I'm not entirely certain how the tech of this dream worked-- it was sort of like a robot and sort of like a hologram, but not really like either of those things.) The entity was, emotionally, fully human. He had a wife and children and a house and a job, and he was very happy. But his program began to shut down. Either it was running out of memory or something had become corrupted. He began gradually to lose the ability to remember himself, and as this slipped away, he couldn't generate his body anymore. He tried to hide this from his wife and children by wearing gloves and long sleeves, but of course you can only hide the fact that you have no arms for so long. He and his wife were trying to make light of the situation, but as time progressed they could only grieve for the inevitable day when he forgot his family and himself and disappeared altogether.

...Fuck you, subconscious. Fuck you very much.


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spunkytoaster at 2010-02-11 20:35 (UTC) (Link)
seriously! write it. :)
callmemason at 2010-02-12 15:27 (UTC) (Link)
I wonder what Freud would have to say about this.
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