In a message dated 2/21/2000 9:21:15 PM Pacific Standard Time,
sentience@pobox.com writes:
<< I see myself taking the hand of my friendly grown-up
seed-AI-become-Power and walking directly into the land of
superintelligence, discarding or epiphenomenalizing any parts of myself
that turn out to be unnecessary. >>
Is this a hand that you can *feel*? See? is it an icon of a hand? A metaphor
only?
What parts of your self do you feel are unnecessary? Sight? Sound? Emotion??
Only intelligence, without any inputs? Are you a m"seed" mind grown like the
Greg Egan's Diaspora novel, exactly?
Please try to explain your imagined experience.
What do you mean a world without evil?
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