That's right. Some things can't be undone and looking at them won't change that it happened. You can be too late to learn from those mistakes. [ i give you another one as they keep trying to find an exit. ] I'm also dead—the only thing I can hope for... Is that one day I can apologize.
[ Sometimes you have given up on yourself as a person, but at the very least you want to make amends. ]
and yeah. That is also funny she is techy but no filter. He massages his temples, like he's fighting a migraine, before dragging his hand down his face. ]
Because everything comes with a price and I thought... It was worth it.
[ Because the voices are talking to him in his head. One is unrepentant, a proper lord, who cares about results. The other who is the better version of himself, admonishing him. ]
It doesn't matter. It led me here. Worthless to the very end.
Sometimes hard decisions are necessary. I don't know enough about the circumstances.
[ because the thing is. she has also tried to get results at the expense of someone else's life? a memory plays out on the mirrors, from 33:52 to 35:25. ]
It does. So long as you believe that those who upload still have consciousness. That people like myself have consciousness. Then... it's still possible to die.
... I don't know if I'm the person for that kind of question since I'm not learned. [ To be a techy. ] But you feel all that people should, don't you? Nothing less.
That's right. Even when I had neural algorithms for emotions that didn't quite match the world yet, I still felt those feelings. Just in a slightly different way.
No one is born the same, so it would make sense that it would be different for you, even if I don't quite understand your circumstances.
[ Since like... His best friend is aromantic which he won't know that's the word for it, then he knew another girl who had the opposite of anhedonia (is this hedonia).
Sometimes you simply just are. ]
... Even if you had less, that wasn't your choice. I think.
The world I came to live in didn't exist. No one else like me existed yet. But I also couldn't exist in the physical world the same way normal people could. So I couldn't really be nostalgic for it the right way. There was no way to even imagine interfacing with the past, because it was impossible.
I don't think that's strange, personally. Nostalgia is a feeling and people feel nostalgic when they listen to music or when they see art, even if they're pieces they've never heard or seen.
I suppose... They're remembering something similar, or simply the emotion is similar. [ He doesn't know. ] Either way, you came with it. It wouldn't be there if you weren't meant to know what it feels like.
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[ Sometimes you have given up on yourself as a person, but at the very least you want to make amends. ]
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anyway this memory sure takes a fucking turn. and she has no filter, so she just asks: ]
... Why did you do that to her?
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and yeah. That is also funny she is techy but no filter. He massages his temples, like he's fighting a migraine, before dragging his hand down his face. ]
Because everything comes with a price and I thought... It was worth it.
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[ Because the voices are talking to him in his head. One is unrepentant, a proper lord, who cares about results. The other who is the better version of himself, admonishing him. ]
It doesn't matter. It led me here. Worthless to the very end.
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I suppose it must be hard to judge if the outcome would have been worth it if you weren't even able to reach your goal.
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... Shouldn't you be abhorred? Results shouldn't cost the lives of people you cared for.
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[ because the thing is. she has also tried to get results at the expense of someone else's life? a memory plays out on the mirrors, from 33:52 to 35:25. ]
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every time he gets a techy memory, i find it so funny. ]
... This situation is... Complex. [ With the whole tech medium, but... ] Yet death hangs over the same.
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It does. So long as you believe that those who upload still have consciousness. That people like myself have consciousness. Then... it's still possible to die.
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... I don't know if I'm the person for that kind of question since I'm not learned. [ To be a techy. ] But you feel all that people should, don't you? Nothing less.
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That's right. Even when I had neural algorithms for emotions that didn't quite match the world yet, I still felt those feelings. Just in a slightly different way.
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[ Since like... His best friend is aromantic which he won't know that's the word for it, then he knew another girl who had the opposite of anhedonia (is this hedonia).
Sometimes you simply just are. ]
... Even if you had less, that wasn't your choice. I think.
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[ this is such a nice way of thinking about it... he is so nice to her. ]
It was nostalgia. I had the... feeling of it. But there was no past for me to be nostalgic for. Not the same way embodied people have.
So I just missed the future instead. I missed people and places that didn't exist yet.
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That didn't... Exist yet?
[ ??? ]
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The world I came to live in didn't exist. No one else like me existed yet. But I also couldn't exist in the physical world the same way normal people could. So I couldn't really be nostalgic for it the right way. There was no way to even imagine interfacing with the past, because it was impossible.
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I don't think that's strange, personally. Nostalgia is a feeling and people feel nostalgic when they listen to music or when they see art, even if they're pieces they've never heard or seen.
I suppose... They're remembering something similar, or simply the emotion is similar. [ He doesn't know. ] Either way, you came with it. It wouldn't be there if you weren't meant to know what it feels like.
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I always felt it. [ he's right about that. ] But now I feel it for the right things. For time spent with family in the past, or days that are gone.
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[ That the discord was remedied, even though he doesn't quite see it that way. Life is about how you perceive things, after all. ]
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[ Truthfully. Life is just full of turmoil. ]
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