I love animals because it’s so fun to observe a different form of consciousness. Because at the end of the day, they’re meat-brains just like us.

Genetics mutations brute forcing evolution all because: what survives, doesn’t die.

Like a computer, just crunching numbers since the day the program started, for hundreds of millions of years, seeing what survives in this physics simulator.

Were humans just some big genetic fluke? Did we really just hit some filthy god-roll on our genetics?

I wonder if humans will live for hundreds of millions of years? Hopefully they will be spread around the galaxy, doing sick shit, waiting for the heat death of the universe.

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Have we already entered our own machines?

I upload some of my consciousness every day, somehow it can be condensed into ~10MB or so, but part of me does live somewhere other than in my brain.

I think Big Tech’s entire business model is leeching this upload, diverting your consciousness to a processing facility to be harvested for any scraps of profit that it can scrape straight off your neurons.

Is that fuarkin’ cyberpunk enuff for ya??