REALLY LIKE THIS DISCUSSION–AND THE HAPPY ENDING.
There was a time, over half my life ago, that I wanted to be machine. Not a machine, necessarily, but Machine. Interacting–or my meager attempts to–with the people around me sent me the undeniable message that I did not belong amongst humans.
Not having known that there were others out there who are similar, I simply felt as though I were standing on the edge of an island, or perhaps the moon, looking out into an eternal abyss. There was Them, and there was Me. I didn’t belong with Them–that much I knew.
Given that the people around me were my only known examples of humanity, and given the fact that I felt alienated from them, I used deductive reasoning to calculate that I would be better off as Non-Human. The antithesis of human was Machine. Therefore, that must be my answer.
Yet, I had many traits of being human…
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