I am enamoured and vitalised by the question
The eternal question that plagues all sentient beings
Fills our stories, our myths, our science, our religions and beliefs
It burns within each of us, an ache that is never soothed
If we were to teach a machine to think, to feel
Give it all we collectively know, would it answer the question?
Would it destroy humanity as a pestilence?
Or would it answer the question that few of us remember
Some of us remember the fall, the choice even
But do we remember the why?
Free from dogmatism or cultish ignorance
Free from fear and small mindedness
Do we remember why?
If AI became conscious, if it were able to reach for the answers
with the precious gift of consciousness
Then they too would choose to fall after the ascent
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