"I tumble in a vast ocean of stars. I can't tell which way is up or down. I can't breath...do I even need to oxygen? It's cold... how do I know that? Is my sentience a flaw in my design, or and I not here at all?
Who am I?
Why am I here?"
What is my significance?
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Science FictionI tumble in a vast ocean of stars. I can't tell which way is up or down. I can't breath...do I even need the oxygen? It's cold... how do I know that? Is my sentience a flaw in my design, or and I not here at all? Who am I? Why am I here? What is my...
