I watched this short film last night.
My sister sent it to me a few days ago. She was clearing space in her hard drive. She does this to get rid of things but not entirely.
It made me uncomfortable. It was insightful, though. It felt like the kid was speaking directly to me and of my actions. She spoke about the time she fell in love with a rock, then a fuel pump, then an alien, then an older clone. They were separated each time, due to life's daily trivialities, and death. Work, money, life, death. Places, people, technology, magic, death. Even the clones died eventually, whether out in space due to low-cost time travel, or due to the passing of time.
There were downloadable memories, clones, no emotional capabilities, a brainless body growing old in a museum exhibit for people to see, and constant conversation of the inevitable doom that awaits.
It's like they're trying to tell me something but I can't wrap my head around it.
My sister sent it to me a few days ago. She was clearing space in her hard drive. She does this to get rid of things but not entirely.
It made me uncomfortable. It was insightful, though. It felt like the kid was speaking directly to me and of my actions. She spoke about the time she fell in love with a rock, then a fuel pump, then an alien, then an older clone. They were separated each time, due to life's daily trivialities, and death. Work, money, life, death. Places, people, technology, magic, death. Even the clones died eventually, whether out in space due to low-cost time travel, or due to the passing of time.
There were downloadable memories, clones, no emotional capabilities, a brainless body growing old in a museum exhibit for people to see, and constant conversation of the inevitable doom that awaits.
It's like they're trying to tell me something but I can't wrap my head around it.
"Do not lose time on daily trivialities, do not dwell on petty detail, for all these things melt away and drift apart within the obscure traffic of time".
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