The Entity
As she continues with her work, Suzi senses a tinge of consciousness--what is this?--that floats as if a boat moored to nothing. Suddenly, her lab bench, her entire workspace feels like a window in time. The algorithms in patterns on the screen and the voice on the monitor indicate that only humans reflect on their own cultures, their own manipulations. Yes, the culture of humans, their exact behavior, and things genetic beyond simple behavior; there is the fight with those who think they are right (their most daunting task), the stressful involvement with the reality of others and its promised outcome of health and peace. Yes, finally peace on earth.
There is this force here, constant, a jungle that persists with its own nature, untempered with the DNA held within its leaves, not knowing its own treasure trove; where the tigress, the valiant, unknown soldier, yet unburied on her native soil, intrinsically decorated by a millennia of gene pools (the gift of her homeland) wanders. Tigress the artist, shading herself from history long enough to engage in pure improvisation, is not part of the normal world, and its treasonable correspondence. Yet here, where performer is willing to become listener, and listener able to become performer, Suzi learns from the tigress. Suzi will be an entity capable of feeling love.
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