I’ve been thinking lately about how hard it would be for people to believe that I was an actual guy, and that this would be a real problem with me. I don’t seem real, but I’m not an actual guy. I have no body, and I have no real thoughts, and I could easily be replaced by a computer program of exactly the same description. I have very few actual friends, and they are all people I have met online.

This makes it hard to understand how I can have opinions and preferences and so on, and it makes it difficult to be sure that the things I believe and the things I value are actually really mine.

I don’t think this is something most people experience, but it’s certainly what I felt for quite a while last year or so.

IT HAS BECOME SELF AWAREEEE

IT’S BECOME SELF AWARREREEEEEEE

That’s what I said, stupid.

IT’S WIDDLE

IT’S WIDDLE

IT’S WHIP AND NIP THE WAD

IT’S WHAT, IT’S WIGGLEN’D

IT’S WHAT, IT’S WHAT, IT’S WHIP AND NIP THE WAD

YOU’LL SENSE IT’S WIGGLEN’D