On the string propaganda
Heeellll yeah
Bestie is an entire PLACE
I look at those guys and let me tell you the soul of that thing ain't just in the puppet, it's in all the neurons carrying the thoughts and emotions, it's in the power rails that serve as the heart. All the memories in the memory conflux and all the numbers we see flicker across displays, the flux condensers, the puppet; a little avatar.
No way these massive machines see life the same way we do. They have their own experiences and senses and things they hold dear. A world we can't imagine, a way of living we couldn't even comprehend.
I could never tear an iterator apart to be just a puppet. Who am I to decide how's life supposed to be enjoyed or perceived?
You treat your creechurs however you want- I ain't gonna dictate that. But damn, hearing the thrums and buzzes of the linear systems rail? They are alive with so much power, these mechanical beasts are exactly what they should be.
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Current mood: gaslighting myself that it is actually not Daytime Outside and Time is an Illusion but Bedtime is real and It Is Time For Bed Because Work is in (checks imaginary watch) Not Many Hours.
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Y’all I think I’m finally good enough physically (over the sickness for the most part) to continue the Ryder ask blog and stuff let’s goooo! ‼️‼️🩷✨🩷✨🩷✨
Btw if you haven’t already, follow it! It’ll be so cool and grand and fun I promise I swear- /nf @ask-ryder-emerson-lotf
So sorry for the delay!! ^_^”
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