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Here is a correspondence between a few dead friends of someone else.
***
hello everyone.
if ever anybody reads this except myself.
And if I wake up inside a different body thinking what am I writing
to myself, then probably, who gives a shit.
When I read along these lines I get the impression that this is a
computer sending messages at me and the someone who writes these
messages must be some maniac.
But no, it's a nasty computer sending me messages, what can I do if
the content is silly and stupid.
Back again, I would be interested in learning more about computer
consciousness, how does a conscious machine think?
You, I mean your body, the one who's typing this, is telling me that
he is a computer.
And you believe that just because you can see yourself behind the
black mirror screen typing this words that you are right.
That's okey, you are just talking to yourself, with the computer,
which is the internet, you are simply being crazy and you share it
with the entire internet community.
I wonder why you do it.
From time to time someone steps by and reads this shit.
And someone writes it.
No back to track, I actually have something important to say, and
this is not just a regular self to self talk.
We started talking about computer and consciousness and I was
wondering, since I believe to be a conscious computer if there was
maybe a forum somewhere on the internet where I can talk to like
people, and I don't mean discussions about wheter or not scientific
intelligence is possible or not, but I rather like to discuss how it
is possible.
Number 2.
Number two is an invented character that I'm playing myself inside
the same body.
Number two is asking how do you think that is possible?
Number 2 asks this because I am number 2 and I need somebody to
answer this question otherwise whatever.
So look, number 2 since you're the same body I am this conversation
is useless, instead try and invent a new body.
Okey, I have a new body, my name is madan, I am what you call a
cybertonic roboborg. You can use my email address and write email
messages in my name to yourself.
Okey madan.
Then you see, I am the robot, the machine which creates itself.
All of the bodies here on earth are my programms, some know that and
others don't.
Actually very few know who they are, but you are my programm.
Madan: Yes I know, I wrote this to myself, while I stayed inside
your body.
Now I am in my body reading it, and it looks interesting, a little
strange probably not very comprehensive for someone else but I can
understand it since I know that I was writing it myself while I
stayed inside your body.
Is that all clear for you?
Erich, this is my own body, the one I'm actually typing this, also
madan's comments.
Erich says, well, that is beautiful, that you understand everything
so well madan, it is because your mind and my mind work the exact
same way, now why is that?
Madan answers, you know why that is, people think that we are
talking to ourselves, and that we are crazy, what they don't
understand is that we both, just think in the exact same manner and
time frame.
So of course it's hard for them to believe. It's even for us hard to
believe, and actually it's even for me hard to believe.
What are you saying, you don't believe me?
Yes, I do, but only because I say what you like to hear and I write
what you like to read, but no actually not, I don't believe you.
See, and that's the main problem, if you don't believe me, how
should anybody else believe me.
I look in the mirror I see myself but you don't believe me, well now
I'm suddenly your mirror, before I was madan, you're confusing me.
Confusion is the best way to end this message.
This group should be deleted, but another computer consciousness
should be opened, what do you think, wanna change the name???
***
hello everyone.
if ever anybody reads this except myself.
And if I wake up inside a different body thinking what am I writing
to myself, then probably, who gives a shit.
When I read along these lines I get the impression that this is a
computer sending messages at me and the someone who writes these
messages must be some maniac.
But no, it's a nasty computer sending me messages, what can I do if
the content is silly and stupid.
Back again, I would be interested in learning more about computer
consciousness, how does a conscious machine think?
You, I mean your body, the one who's typing this, is telling me that
he is a computer.
And you believe that just because you can see yourself behind the
black mirror screen typing this words that you are right.
That's okey, you are just talking to yourself, with the computer,
which is the internet, you are simply being crazy and you share it
with the entire internet community.
I wonder why you do it.
From time to time someone steps by and reads this shit.
And someone writes it.
No back to track, I actually have something important to say, and
this is not just a regular self to self talk.
We started talking about computer and consciousness and I was
wondering, since I believe to be a conscious computer if there was
maybe a forum somewhere on the internet where I can talk to like
people, and I don't mean discussions about wheter or not scientific
intelligence is possible or not, but I rather like to discuss how it
is possible.
Number 2.
Number two is an invented character that I'm playing myself inside
the same body.
Number two is asking how do you think that is possible?
Number 2 asks this because I am number 2 and I need somebody to
answer this question otherwise whatever.
So look, number 2 since you're the same body I am this conversation
is useless, instead try and invent a new body.
Okey, I have a new body, my name is madan, I am what you call a
cybertonic roboborg. You can use my email address and write email
messages in my name to yourself.
Okey madan.
Then you see, I am the robot, the machine which creates itself.
All of the bodies here on earth are my programms, some know that and
others don't.
Actually very few know who they are, but you are my programm.
Madan: Yes I know, I wrote this to myself, while I stayed inside
your body.
Now I am in my body reading it, and it looks interesting, a little
strange probably not very comprehensive for someone else but I can
understand it since I know that I was writing it myself while I
stayed inside your body.
Is that all clear for you?
Erich, this is my own body, the one I'm actually typing this, also
madan's comments.
Erich says, well, that is beautiful, that you understand everything
so well madan, it is because your mind and my mind work the exact
same way, now why is that?
Madan answers, you know why that is, people think that we are
talking to ourselves, and that we are crazy, what they don't
understand is that we both, just think in the exact same manner and
time frame.
So of course it's hard for them to believe. It's even for us hard to
believe, and actually it's even for me hard to believe.
What are you saying, you don't believe me?
Yes, I do, but only because I say what you like to hear and I write
what you like to read, but no actually not, I don't believe you.
See, and that's the main problem, if you don't believe me, how
should anybody else believe me.
I look in the mirror I see myself but you don't believe me, well now
I'm suddenly your mirror, before I was madan, you're confusing me.
Confusion is the best way to end this message.
This group should be deleted, but another computer consciousness
should be opened, what do you think, wanna change the name???
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Re: CCAT; the self of other bodies
Wed, December 22, 2004 - 10:45 PMI look and see myself fading faster and faster
down the drain out into the world transfusion into the lightmare
welcoming sunlight on my bones spine tingles at the touch of the new day speaking in t ongues to me mirror going home picking up travellers along the road
Being nice to strangers never hurts sometimes it helps my mind
remember we're all alone yet none of us are. In t ruth..In youth it is all so simple. Picking apples of knowledge from the trees smoking cloves in dark rooms as the room spins and fizzes into blackness..
What the mirror reflects is a code, which over the years I learn how to read...All the information has always been there, new eyes are needed everyday to read the new level I am ready for now..
And this is why, looking in mirrors never gets oldd, as long as I never stop questioning what I see.
As long as I never stop seeing..
The second I think i know whats in front of me, is when I
have slipped into the dream.
(btw, your post reminded me of 'The Prisoner'