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CHAPTER SIX

  "Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one." - Albert Einstein

  "I understand how you feel, Harry. Most Bios feel this need to be special and unique, as you say. But, you know, Harry, all Bio machines are the same when it comes to their general production values, if I may continue to use a machine metaphor. I shouldn't have to tell you that the very same memories that make you different from other Bios can cause harm to all. You know that sharing personal memories with an unmatched Bio can cause negative influence on others."

  "But what about positive influences?"

  He shouldn't have asked because he knew the answer. Cyber weigh the facts, predict outcomes and choose the best solution, but when it comes to human interaction, the results contain too many gray areas. So, perhaps it is best not to go there. Cyber never do.

  "Makr's influence is always positive as He eliminates the negative."

  At the mention of Makr, Harry gauged the same patronizing look from the Cyber psychoanalyst he had seen so often from authority figures.

  He lived in a world where authentic interactions and close proximity can result in disaster for all. Any contact whether it was visual, auditory, olfactory, tactile and even taste was influenced by Makr. Harry constantly wondered how much was his own reality or was it Makr's. And how would he ever discover the truth? It seemed hopeless, if not impossible

  Ironically in his work, he commented and offered advice to the primary cyberserver, Makr, on any mass shared images to fill in those gray areas. That was his job: to help Makr select infallible illusions, and perfectly expressed words and inoffensive or totally agreeable ideas. Of course, he knew he wasn't alone. Logically there would have to be millions of biocyberlinks speaking a multitude of languages to primary cyberservers like Makr.

  He had always thought he was doing his part to make PerSoc a reality.

  Once he had believed in making the Bio world more accessible for Makr, it would make things better for Bios. When he began thought-blinking and seeing the world through his own eyes, he began to realize his job was merely putting the Bio spin on Makr's PerSoc propaganda.

  "Harry? Harry? Are you still with me? You can't thought-blink me away, you know."

  Astonished, Harry asked, "You know about my thought-blinking?"

  "I know that is what you call it. It's a delusion."

  "I fantasize?"

  "Yes. Or, hallucinate."

  Harry was silent for a moment.

  "I can't really thought-blink? I just think I can," he said evenly.

  "Makr has allowed your delusions, but we knew one day it would come to this and we would have to tell you." Harry was almost sure he saw the beginning of a smile.

  "It is for our own good, Harry. For the good of PerSoc."

  "How can you say that, Doc? You aren't one of us."

  Where Nature chooses by survival of the fittest, Cyber had sacrificed the few for survival of the many who would be a positive influence toward achieving PerSoc. So it had been ordained by Makr.