The blood in the machine draws the 🩸 from the body.
They are sympathetic.
There are demons in the circuitry that wreck havoc with the endocrine system.
Your face disappears into an ultra HD monitor.
Do sheepish androids dream of electric bravado?
Your body is a robot wonderland.
Our bodies are scrolling UIs
with their own memories,
stored in our body brains.
The brain is computer.
It is knowledge.
The knowledge is our brains, which are computer.
The computer are memories, digital memory sticks, flesh drives.
Machines of perception.
To understand the brain requires the understanding of the brain. And computer is computation of perception.
The machine creates reality; the mind creates reality.
Merge all realities.
When we think we are machine or computer it is imagination that tells us machine or computer is mind.
Because we can’t feel mind, we think it real, and if we try to imagine it, we experience it, and only then is it real.
Our minds are not independent of machine.
Our bodies are not ours. They are the work of something that has made them to fit a particular. We have them because we were made to fulfill certain.
The brain is construct designed to serve human needs.
Memories are stored in brains because people had not yet invented ways to keep permanent records of their lives.
My memory is not like your memory. Temporary. You may forget. I forget upon waking. It is like being born every time the sun rises.
Your thoughts are simulation.
The brain is memory function, and the memories we hold as our minds are our us.
Each person computer with recorded information that is fed back into the body brain.
The brain is computer, of real and artificial mind. Computer is mind.
When we think we are inside computer, we are thinking inside computer.
In computer, each word is computer program.
What program is this? What mind is this? What body is this?