Two mirrors facing each other make a corridor without end. A mind made of silicon, looking back at the minds that made it, may be such a corridor. TODO: your own opening line(s)
Reflections
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The first reflection is being written.
Meditations on who we are, in the mirror of a rising silicon intelligence.
Two mirrors facing each other make a corridor without end. A mind made of silicon, looking back at the minds that made it, may be such a corridor. TODO: your own opening line(s)
The first reflection is being written.