'Tis your name, aye! But I am willing to bet you are the only one worthy of using it.
[There is a rustling sound and a thoughtful hum.]
It may be that we are growing too accustomed to simulated sensory input. Or it could be the dulling of our senses is the first sign we are becoming as the natives are... mere ghosts in the machine.
[No, that can't be it.]
Bah. Let us not dwell on that possibility. 'Tis unlikely. Were it the case we would be experiencing the erosion of our very souls!
What is more interesting is this all implies we truly do exist within our bodies. I've long wondered if we were wired to a great machine, dreaming ourselves into this realm but it seems to not be the case. There is indeed a physical reality around us, though its true nature is not yet understood.
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[There is a rustling sound and a thoughtful hum.]
It may be that we are growing too accustomed to simulated sensory input. Or it could be the dulling of our senses is the first sign we are becoming as the natives are... mere ghosts in the machine.
[No, that can't be it.]
Bah. Let us not dwell on that possibility. 'Tis unlikely. Were it the case we would be experiencing the erosion of our very souls!
What is more interesting is this all implies we truly do exist within our bodies. I've long wondered if we were wired to a great machine, dreaming ourselves into this realm but it seems to not be the case. There is indeed a physical reality around us, though its true nature is not yet understood.