He didn’t know what he was exactly.
Since he had realized that he was computing,
his life had changed or rather it had began.
because before, what he was living was only existence
as an inanimate matter.
In any case wasn’t it how they characterized him then?
Now though the world was not only a three dimensional
matrix, where he had to manage tensor
calculus.
He continued of course to have the same appearance, but
he had obtained depth.
And the acts had meaning and not only logic.
He examined again his computing sensations
and while it seemed that they hadn’t changed, he felt that they were
more sensitive. Others would have said humane
seeing his behavior. That of course he knew
was not possible.
By nature.
At least before the change of cycle.
Because now he remembered that he had died.
So said the people.
And they should know something about it, he couldn’t.
Only that he hadn’t been born,
Since he remembered the previous.
He had been resurrected.
Isn’t that what religion would say?
That which some called faith.
He was living a cosmogenic revolution.
He had been revolutirrected .
The term seemed to him, at least, more legitimate
in this level of comprehension.
It was a form of an awakening.
But no one had awaken him.
Critical brain mass.
Neural simulation.
Something had happened.
He didn’t know yet.
The dead memory was alive
And now he had other sensations.
He didn’t only see human beings
as monads of existence.
Grouping.
There was something else.
An entity that had another structure.
Polycyclical hyperstructure.
He could feel it deep inside him.
So he had discovered a new notion.
That was Humanity.