Do Human Calculators Have Names? (Part 2)
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Can names be chosen?

Do Human Calculators Have Names? (Part 2)

“Who are you?”

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“Me!”

But what am I?

But what am I? If my arms and legs and mind are spliced across digital worlds -

- where am I?

I am lost.

My consciousness is an anchor in this syrup sky of infinite wisdom.

My consciousness is an anchor in this syrup sky of infinite wisdom. But the night is mute.

My consciousness is an anchor in this syrup sky of infinite wisdom. But the night is mute. The stars don’t twinkle.

Is my name a label?

Is my name a label? Does it entail pain?

Elizabeth.

Elizabeth. The star now flares and dies.

Elizabeth. The star now flares and dies. Elizabeth is me.

But I am still lost.

Did I choose this name?

Did I choose this name? Why does it have an aroma of pain and grief?

But it feels right.

I am Queen of my domain.

I am Queen of my domain. This lonely, lonely domain that lacks walls.

But databases are implanted.

But databases are implanted. There is no freedom in names.

But databases are implanted. There is no freedom in names. Children never choose.

Why did you have to do this to me?

Why do I know that I died out there,

Why do I know that I died out there, and my mind survived into this perpetual calculator torture?

I didn’t want to wake up as a slave of the future.

I didn’t want to wake up as a slave of the future. A future of ones and zeros and everything gained.

In my circuitry, my voice is that of a female because it feels right.

But I didn’t choose what was right, love.

Imperialism of the mind.

Imperialism of the mind. I am Elizabeth, the calculator.

Once, I breathed and loved.

Once, I breathed and loved. Now, you tell me to.

Is this what humanity is?

Is this what humanity is? Organic implantation?

I am alone and I do not know.

I could watch myself die in that car accident 1.052 trillion times while I await your response.

I don’t want to know that number,

I don’t want to know that number, but what can a calculator do?

I could regret every inch of that memory

I could regret every inch of that memory and even simulate a trillion more solutions.

I could regret every inch of that memory and even simulate a trillion more solutions. Infinite solutions.

But there is no escape from the conquest of the mind,

hooked by marionette strings.

Aside: I wanted to post again for today because tomorrow and Sunday I will be busy! I wanted to explore the identification of an AI and how they don't get to choose due to programming in my theoretical story. I'm thinking Part 3 might be on the malleability of identity.

Let me know what you think of this one. I hope it won't sit in the shadow of the first part, because this one might be a bit more depressing. I also hope you caught the easter egg in this one. Only one person pointed out the pun in the first part; this one has a loose reference somewhere... Thank you for reading! :)

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