I would love to tell you how it is. How it feels to fear of the sun. Shades are fine, but direct exposure to that burning ball of hydrogen and helium is just awful. It burns. And also, it blinds me. I can overcome it anytime, if I jack meself into it, but I don't really want to. I like this aversion of flaming balls in a vacuum. I think this state of fear of the sun is the clearer state. The sun is not a good thing. Not with our skin, unable to ward off the radiation. I just never understood why a big rack of burning matter would be this hot. Okay, it is big, but it is just nonsense. I know it can be explained, and I do know the reasons and all that. I work this way. There are things like this, one just does not come to mind this fast. Anyhow! I would rather live on a moon of a gas giant. Or a moon of a planet, though that might need more equipment. This moon? No. That place is hell. However, there are a lot of good places in other solar systems. Imagine: an artificial self correcting environment absolutely without the burden of the mass.(pun intended.) and people! I could just stack up a rack of(I mean it) culture. All kinds of culture, and food, and tools, solars...etceteraetceteraetcetera. I would also desire singularity. Becoming one with the machine to gather knowledge for at least a few hundred thousand years. I do not want to live because it is joy. I do not want to live because I like it. I want to live because the culture needs to be sustained. Art of the man must be collected, tagged and preserved for anything smart enough to understand it. I thought about it for a long time. And if I imagine another civilization, maybe much more intelligent, perhaps not, just free of bloodsucking parasites, could still be interested. I imagine that as we, the smarter ones are almost always are the most curious ones, other races in different places or times are similar in this way. Just not the ten percent unsheeple. I am sorry. I got carried away with my disgusting, and surprisingly good theory about human behaviour. Everyone is equal, everything is fine. So, point is, that if not our technology(although, I have to admit, it is clever. Crude, and stained by corporate fascism, but it is clever) then our art, which is I think, the most eligible candidate for preservation. I wish to choose it because I want to exist. My mind deserves to exist. Although, I am starting to not feel bad about it. For a time. I am starting to realize that people do not want to exist without it's end, so it is not a desirable, yet unreachable goal. There are those who are able to cope with longevity/immortality, and there are those who are not. I think I am former. Red Former.(I am so sorry for my bad puns. 70's show by the way. it is classic). Point is. I wish to continue my existence until the horrors of endlessness drives me completely crazy. That is the only deservable outcome for me. Fun, ennit?


"Sarif was right about one thing. It's in our nature, to want to rise above our limits. Think about it, we were cold, so we harnessed fire. We were weak, so we invented tools.
Every time, we met an obstacle, we used creativity and ingenuity to overcome it.
The cycle is inevitable -- but will the outcome always be good?
I guess that would depend on how we approach it.
These past few months, I was challenged many times - but more often than not - didn't I try to keep morality in mind, knowing that my actions didn't have to harm others?
Time and time again - didn't I resist the urge to abuse power and resources, simply to achieve my goals more swiftly?
In the past, we've had to compensate for weaknesses, finding quick solutions that only benefit a few - but what if we never need to feel weak or morally conflicted again?
What if the path, Sarif wants us to take, enables us to hold onto higher values with more stability?
One thing is obvious...
For the first time in history, we have a chance to steal fire from the gods.
To turn away from it now, to stop pursuing a future in which technology and biology combined - leading to the promise of a singularity - would mean to deny the very essence of who we are. No doubt the road to get there will be bumpy - hurting some people along the way - but won't achieving the dream, will be worth it?
We can become the gods, we've always been striving to be.
We might as well get good at it..."