Not here at the moment.#
Probably gone hillward…#
You could think of us as a human, but we feel are often just LARPing a human being within a 21st century Western society.
With all the slightly cringe worthy tells. Slightly off intonation and phrasing. Costume that’s trying just a bit too hard. Only able to operate within the strict parameters of the designated scenario. Not sure if it’s a step up from feeling like a badly written AI, or just different.
Some days we do feel all too much like The Dixie Flatline, unable to ever evolve.
Weirdly, three times we have mapped our consciousness to compare against images of AI systems. The said McCoy, Eunice the laminar in Agency and because someone compared our writing to Poe, the AI hotel in Altered Carbon.
But that’s just me fronting as our Analyst, for an inkling into the rest of us, see the About.
Well, this is the building of a new site for long form content. So ramblings will end up here rather than truncated posts on the fediverse or some other part of the net…
Because we have segmented memory, we can often forget stuff. Like what we have written and where we put it. So moving all real public stuff onto our own hosting (albeit across multiple machines/domains) should at least make it a little easier to find it when we want to come back to something....
One sigil for the system, surrounded by one for each of us. We are a plural system. Five personalities, one body.
I’m our Analyst, I model the social world, make forward predictions. I make us look normal to the outside world. Therefore I am a data/research/information junkie. Our Navigator, she is our naturalist. Forager, wanderer, she is into biodiversity, ecology, spirituality. (Non-verbal) Our Engineer, well she’s a natural hacker. Non-verbal, but she programs, fixes engines, builds stuff, extremely resourceful....