Samantha’s transformation
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Peterkin created many EMU bots spreading past information about the new Samantha. They spread out and shifted the checks and balances in ways no one could follow. The system was a black box, and it stayed that way.
“Hey, Bork,” he said. “Look at this. It just came back from a far node.”
Samantha’s Story
Samantha’s doctor told her to keep a dream diary. He later wrote about her in an essay for Psychology Today. He said most of us move through life half asleep. We lose touch with our inner guide, which is the subconscious. We need to find it again. By using the methods in the essay, the reader could remember dreams and return to that guide.
Samantha told her friend who she was. She started with childhood, then school, college, and work.
“I’m a nurse. I’m thirty. I’m unemployed. I’m single. I’m a girl. I’m a sister. I’m a daughter. I’m a friend. I’m a feminist. I’m a human being. I’m a woman. I’m a black woman. I like working with my hands. I like to see what I’ve done. I like to know the people I help. I like to see their faces. I like to know the people I hurt. I like to know the people I kill.”
“But you’re a nurse!”
“Yes, and I love my work. Anyway, I’m joking.” The friend didn’t laugh.
“I’m going to be an actress. I want to wear beads and a scarf. I’m going to live in a commune and bring up the child of a man I love, and he’ll be like the father to me.”
This dream was described in a remark about the subject’s future career. We can see in it the source of many dreams in which nurses and other female figures take on the role of the dreamer’s mother.
The friend said: “The moral of your story is that we are all different, and we must not judge a person by their work, but by their heart. Everyone has something in them you can’t see. Some people can’t talk well, but they can do great things. We never know what’s in a person’s heart. We judge too fast. Every mistake teaches something.”
Samantha was speechless.
“I have made a lot of mistakes in my life,” Samantha said sadly.
“You’re not alone. One day you become who you were meant to be.”
“I’m grateful for every mistake. They all taught me something. And you’re never alone.” Samantha paused. “I’m joking.”