Usseewa

Sometimes it's nice to hear

That others worry dream or think as you do

But sometimes it makes you feel

Like there's nothing you can do that hasn't been done.

Nothing you can do that hasn't been said or thought.

Your "original" and "curious" questions

End up with you realizing

That humans may look unique

But they all have the same patterns

They're like AI, terrain generation, or...other humans.

You are just a page from the Library of Babel.

One of many inputs

That produce the same output.

You're a clone.

I'm a clone.

We are fake.

Our brains do the same thing.

We're like PRNG seeds.

This is my supplementary blog post. I'll probably post it when I have time. On another note, I find I'm more able to come up with these poem things when I'm slogging through some work.

Also the thoughts expressed have been thought before my me. And, I can only assume, others.