I’m on a fact-finding mission. I’ve been sent to find all about the habits of European philosopher. Mother needs to know. Mother wants there to be nothing that’s alien to her.
Mother?
You’ll meet her. Our AI.
You’re hallucinating me. I’m not real.
Are you real to yourself? Do you experience yourself as real?
I … feel … unreal.
I’m just a lonely robot. Or synth. Or 3D hologram, or whatever.
You seem like flesh and blood.
Touch me. Kiss me and find out.
Work in Progress 