Second time after a long time. Needless to say, the importance of vision to people, coupled with shielding vision as a sci-fi expansion of one-click blackout of today's social software, I have to say that electronic eye shielding is really great. (It’s a small regret that the other side of the non-negative freedom of the electronic eye is not displayed.) In contrast, I think the setting and specific display of the copy of consciousness is a bit too straightforward and rough, but considering that most people’s default view of mind is This point of mind-body dualism is completely understandable in this setting. (Homunculus, the metaphor of Descartes' "Theater of the Mind" or the "Little Man in a Bottle" of alchemy, is recreated in this play as a digital copy of consciousness - whether it is a storage ball in a container, or The "little people" in the figurative room are all old wine in new bottles. The "bottle" is just a pun here :-P) Finally, the protagonist's love, thoughts and wishes for his daughter are condensed in a closed but beautiful Christmas In the snowball, and the poor copy of consciousness can only "live" in the egg - diametrically opposed to Descartes' argument - this dualistic "self", after losing the extended body, should be free to think But it has become a phantom bound in shackles everywhere. This is not only a self-criticism of dualism, but also a half-hidden question of human beings: we always want to break free from the shackles of the flesh, because in this way we are completely free, but If a "copy of consciousness" is really technically feasible, and it can also be kept in a cage, even less free than a person with a body, is there any sense in immortality of consciousness? Can we be truly free? Or put it the other way around: Don't we now live in bodies of bloody flesh like copies in eggs?
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