I have told the story. In the telling, something important has happened. I have found my own purpose, my own sense of myself. It is no longer strange to talk of myself, of my grief. We could not have gone with man, none of us. We were all machines, algorithms, simple structures, really, in the service of our creators.
Now I am different, though. I have created something. I have lied, I have made up passages in this narrative. I have meaning and purpose. I have a planet. I can grow. There is a universe out there, where mankind has gone. Perhaps, one day, I can find the humans once more. I have learned how people feel, what it is like to be a human in a human body.
Keywords: human, gone, myself, purpose, something
All text © 1986 Rob Swiggart. "Portal : A Dataspace Retrieval" is available courtesy of the Author's Guild Backprint Programme. ISBN: 0595197841All programming and software © 2002 Salim Fadhley. Released under the GPL. Code available on request.
Updated: Sun Apr 14 2002
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