If you think of us, we are such strange creatures. We are biological machines, created only on the purpose to live and get the most out of it.

We are intelligent creatures, we have learned about the world we live at, we have deduced many of its properties and we have made our own forms of life ourselves, still fairly inferior to ourselves, biological machines.

I was thinking a few days ago. Did you realize why is it that your calculator does math faster than you but can't do stuff half as complex as you can do? because it's hardware implemented. We have logic hardwired to a very good processor and a pretty huge memory. But our math isn't hardware implemented. It's software implemented. And poorly implemented, by the way, our algorithms are terribly slow and inefficient for the most part, wasting most of our cache memory (processor speed access memory) and resorting to a whole set of inefficient steps.

Yet, our bigger abilities are not hardware implemented. We have a lot of abilities but they are things we learn and learn to perfect the algorithms we have done for them. We do because we love said activity God knows why.

We are machines especialized on especializing on something and becoming proficient at it. Surviving is one of our objectives but as society has made it this far, surviving is not a priority for everyone.


So, what have you learned of this world, biological machine?

What do you conclude after having spent X years of your existance on this place? do you ever think? Do you act on impulse? do you ever wonder how you work, biological machine? do you ever wonder why you love, why you do art?

I have.

And while I have still not found an answer, I simply noticed enjoying the process has pleased my search much more than the worry of finding the answer, since I get more busy passively seeking the answer and enjoying what I find than if I would right now just find the ultimate answer. Do you get to enjoy life and your search? do you even search? what do you seek? what makes you happy, biological machine? and why do you even seek to be happy? or do you?

Why is it important to get your life together with someone if most people end up bad at it? why do you effort on actually trying to make it work? how much have you actually taken a shot at life and really tried to make something meaningful of it?


Imagine, biological machine, that this is the end of your existence and you write a book right now of all you have lived thus far. How much sense does it make what you just written? how much of a life have you made out of your existence, biological machine?

As long as your circuits work, how much more do you expect to do? do you intend on ending your life looking back and thinking 'that was one hell of a ride' or do you just not want to think about it?

Worry about others' problems, worry about politics, discuss about stuff but in the end, all that really matters is what you have made of it all.


What does this all mean, you ask? I don't know. I simply believe it's interesting to look back and forth and back again and think about where the hell things stand.

We are the most intelligent creatures on this planet and perhaps on the whole Universe and you, biological machine, what have you done of it?