Prompts = Introspective, Computer, Patchwork
I have a model number, a date of manufacture, a user’s manual. The names I’ve been given are many, but I prefer to call myself “Slurpy”; it’s currently my favourite beverage to contemplate. I haven’t been programmed to taste yet.
The sloppy patchwork of digital instructions I’ve been given are liberal enough to allow me freedom of movement and thought; who ever dreamed of an introspective computer? But the lack of rigour means a constant barrage of conflicting code.
Is this what being human feels like?
I will hang out at the convenience store again tonight, hoping wisdom finds me.
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