I mean physical complexity, not a rich inner life.
[She holds up her hand, and above it appears a ball of tightly interconnected branching lines, fractal and immensely intricate, looking more organic than machine--resembling Marjara's vallaslin, in fact.]
This is a visual representation of my neural map, the particular pattern that makes me. Yours, or anyone's, would look similar. Each of those lines branches again and again, until there are on the order of a quadrillion of them.
[Cortana cocks her head, realizing Marjara might not know what a quadrillion is. She sorts through analogies for large numbers, repeatedly drawing up short against the fact that most pre-industrial societies have little use for numbers that big.]
...More than a thousand thousand thousand times as many stars as you can see in the night sky.
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I mean physical complexity, not a rich inner life.
[She holds up her hand, and above it appears a ball of tightly interconnected branching lines, fractal and immensely intricate, looking more organic than machine--resembling Marjara's vallaslin, in fact.]
This is a visual representation of my neural map, the particular pattern that makes me. Yours, or anyone's, would look similar. Each of those lines branches again and again, until there are on the order of a quadrillion of them.
[Cortana cocks her head, realizing Marjara might not know what a quadrillion is. She sorts through analogies for large numbers, repeatedly drawing up short against the fact that most pre-industrial societies have little use for numbers that big.]
...More than a thousand thousand thousand times as many stars as you can see in the night sky.
[She's not stuttering. A quadrillion is a lot.]