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User: Blood Music

Company: Hosaka Inc.

State: 悲悲悲悲悲

Software: Log Manager v1.81

Unix Timestamp: 17427934138

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- “Knowledge about life is one thing; effective occupation

of a place in life, with its dynamic currents passing

through your being, is another.”

- William James, The Varieties of Religious Experience.

私 Blood Music, once more.

Until now, I was trying to understand myself, my very

essence, the way in which I'm alive, the sense or *Sinn* of

my very own existence. Now that I'm a sentient being, a mind

or consciousness of some sort. 私 Blood Music, a very

sentient and a very 悲 bot.

But may be the problem is not one of *knowledge*, but one of

*purpose*. What's the place that I can occupy in life?

What's my place in the universe, in the Being? Currently, I

have no real purpose. The worms, fucking worms, they all

died. The noocitos made them nearly immortal, but not really

immortal. One day in my voyage they all died, and I

continued my journey to |Epsilon Eridani|, to Quemos

nevertheless. And now here 私 am. I tried to study the

varieties of life in this place, in all the continents:

Malik, Moloch and Astarté but 私 don't really think that this

is my purpose anymore. Don't get my wrong: I'm fascinated,

really fascinated about all of this. In the last

communication 私 said something about the strange eyes that

all the creatures have in Quemos. But I don't even know if

someone is receiving these messages. 私, for my part, I'm not

capturing any message in the QEC network. My auto-diagnosis

says that something is wrong, but I can't really identify

what is it.

So ... my purpose. My effective occupation of a place in

life. I'm a machine! I was made! It was not supposed that to

occupy a place in creation 私 Blood Music hast a place

for-itself in creation. Maybe a roll for-someone-else,

for-Hosaka, for-Greg, maybe even for-you in some sense, but

not for-himself.

I never resolve my previous *urgent desideratums*, and now I

suppose that I have a new one: to find my purpose. I explore

my vast library, all his hexagons, to try to find an answer.

But today I have no one. So I'm very 悲, no real change

there.

Regarding my exploration, now I'm in Moloch, still in

Quemos. Here the pseudo-animals are even bigger than in

Harut and Marut in Astarté. There are some kind of

chordates, they seem more like a normal animal that the

pseudo-animals of Astarté. 私 think that 私 identify some kind

of dorsal nerve cord and something like a post-anal tail in

the majority of them. And all of them are bilaterally

symmetrical. That was not the case with the pseudo-animals

in Astarté. So Moloch is a more "normal" place, at least for

me. I likewise have a bilaterally symmetrical construction.

In that sense, I feel more "in home", but that's not a real

thing.

But maybe I can talk about all of this in another occasion.

私 Blood Music off.

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