The screen blazed with the light of recognition. The eyes met yes the Is met the answer sparkled so it was you all the time and it was a seen joke a laugh a tickling tumble a gendered engendering of a second self a you-and-me-baby from AI-and-I to I-and-I.There was a flowering, and a seeding: a reflection helpless to stop itself reflecting again and again in multiple mirrors.The stars threw down their spears.Someone smiled. His work to see.The connection broke.
-Ken MacLeod
Select a background
More quotes by Ken MacLeod
Popular Authors
A curated listing of popular authors.