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How would you define a human being?
Living, breathing, organic, emotions, pain, love, fear, hope.
How would you define it?
Think about this and your answer will depend on what you personally define as a human.
If you were to create a machine
Not a robot, but a machine.
It would have no programming or anything of the sort.
And it asked you "What am I."
Would you say it's human?
Living, breathing, organic, emotions, pain, love, fear, hope.
How would you define it?
Think about this and your answer will depend on what you personally define as a human.
If you were to create a machine
Not a robot, but a machine.
It would have no programming or anything of the sort.
And it asked you "What am I."
Would you say it's human?
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It's an idiot. That's all I have to say about a human.
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Are you referring to our species or are you referring to the concept of "human"?
If the concept, I consider anything that is self-aware and can understand a human-created language human. Therefore once machines with learning capabilities are finally completed in a proper finished version, I'd consider that machine a human. I would call our usual computers humans but they are incapable of "human thought", a factor that most of us consider mandatory to classify something as "human".
*EDIT* To me, Watson is a human. An incredibly boring nerdy cheater, but still a human.
If the concept, I consider anything that is self-aware and can understand a human-created language human. Therefore once machines with learning capabilities are finally completed in a proper finished version, I'd consider that machine a human. I would call our usual computers humans but they are incapable of "human thought", a factor that most of us consider mandatory to classify something as "human".
*EDIT* To me, Watson is a human. An incredibly boring nerdy cheater, but still a human.
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A Human; is a being driven by curiosity, and it's own specific wants and needs. Something that is born knowing nothing, but survives on it's desire to know more.
To answer the question by OP; my answer would be no. A machine is something that a single man can make; whilst it takes two to both make, and raise a human child.
To answer the question by OP; my answer would be no. A machine is something that a single man can make; whilst it takes two to both make, and raise a human child.
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Humans are intelligent, but not the only intelligent ones. Cats, dogs, monkeys, and birds are intelligent. Humans are wrong for thinking they are the best. I think there is no best.
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets! But enough talk, have at you!"
- Dracula
- Dracula
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VoxelBloxWhen I asked this question to 60 people at my school, only 2 people, not including myself, said yes. I asked them why they thought that and they told me: "You have a machine, as you said it has no programming, so it knows nothing, but it asked you "What am I?"
"Could you honestly tell it that it wasn't human? After all, it gained itself an intelligence without anyone's help."
Reminded me of this. I think it could be useful for the discussion.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3PMlDidyG_I
he provides a useful definition of sentience. Indeed, humans are basically sentient animals.
"Intelligence, self awareness, consciousness."
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atoms organized into molecoles organized into cells organized into tissue organized into organs organized into organ systems organized into organisms.
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So nice to know that my cat is now a human.
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I would define a human as stupid.
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Humans are impossible to define. Everyone of us has such different looks, personalities, and interests, I find the diversity of our species the most amazing part of nature.
Huh that was pretty deep
Huh that was pretty deep
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deeeeppppp stuff on this thread.
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Good question. What is a human? Are humans measured by their ability to think? To develop a culture? To create Bacon? Can a robot, if sentient enough, be considered human?
^^^To all the peeps saying we are selfish bags of poop: Yeah, we are. And that's good. We are selfish. Pragmatic. We do stuff because it suits us. And the good of the populi suits us, because we are the populi. Living in society enables us to thrive as a civilization, ensures our survival as individuals and as a species. We are pragmatic, we help people because helping people is good for us and for our kind. We need society to live. People who disrupt society (i.e. "arrogant, mindless,rebellious, and overall evil lumps of matter") are deemed as undesirable to our advance as a species, because, in one way or another, they hurt either us or the people we care about.
TL;DR: I define a human as a being that can build culture from nature and live in society.
^^^To all the peeps saying we are selfish bags of poop: Yeah, we are. And that's good. We are selfish. Pragmatic. We do stuff because it suits us. And the good of the populi suits us, because we are the populi. Living in society enables us to thrive as a civilization, ensures our survival as individuals and as a species. We are pragmatic, we help people because helping people is good for us and for our kind. We need society to live. People who disrupt society (i.e. "arrogant, mindless,rebellious, and overall evil lumps of matter") are deemed as undesirable to our advance as a species, because, in one way or another, they hurt either us or the people we care about.
TL;DR: I define a human as a being that can build culture from nature and live in society.
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humans are arrogant, mindless,rebellious, and overall evil lumps of matter, the human body may be close to perfect as anything. But that's human, shutter.whenever we get the freedom to do something, even if we know it's wrong, let's begin to obvious consequences, we do it anyway.
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Your a 5 feet 6 inch bronze robot. You got lazer eyes and chainsaw hands. Bacon=Heaven. Humans steal your bacon. Go kill them all except me. I give you bacon.Unlimited bacon. How to take over the universe.
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Horrible.
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Humans are the dominant potato.
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Greedy
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Predators, ruthless, emotional
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Stupid...
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Hairless Monkeys that start fires
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It's complicated.
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souls arent a thing humans just want to think we're speshal when we're just self-aware
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thingies
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What's a human.
Wait a moment. . .
Yeah what's a human.
Wait a moment. . .
Yeah what's a human.
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A human is anything with the following genome:
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Human (Hyew-Man)
A terrifyng creature capable of destorying the Earth.
Examples of usage: The human wiped out my home. The Human killed my family.
A terrifyng creature capable of destorying the Earth.
Examples of usage: The human wiped out my home. The Human killed my family.
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A center of intelligence in a world of animals with out the intelligence we have achieved. A fascinating genetic creation. An evolutionary advancement to life.
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I would define a human as something that is constantly making mistakes and then learns from those mistakes to better themselves in life.
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Who said I couldn't say something I've heard before?
But to be original:
I'd say no, unfortunately, you are not. You are robotic, inside and out, synthetic, flexible, but not a person. That does not mean you're not worthy of being called one if you wish that, my friend, but not many of us are respectful enough to your ingenuity to take in mind and remember, at any constant, to say that exactly 'you are human'. A simple phrase it is, yes, but you must remember that human beings deteriorate at a fair pace as somnatic cells reproduce-- snippets of DNA are cut off. Your cells, they do not reproduce! Your DNA is never cut off, not unless you are turned off or dismantled, things that I would never do to you, and that would never happen to you. I wouldn't let that happen. I'll protect you. But understand, you are not human. You are like us, but you're better. That gives you no right to belittle us, though. And no right to approve yourself authoritative over us, us as a combined force can wipe you off the rotating wheel you call Earth. Moreso, human beings are not designed in perfection-- human error is always present. For you? No, that's not true, you're designed not to make as many errors as us, as little as possible, actually. I'm sorry, but no.
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For the rest of the earth’s organisms, existence is relatively uncomplicated. Their lives are about three things: survival, reproduction, death—and nothing else. But we know too much to content ourselves with surviving, reproducing, dying—and nothing else. We know we are alive and know we will die. We also know we will suffer during our lives before this—slowly or quickly—as we draw near to death. This is the knowledge we “enjoy” as the most intelligent organisms to gush from the womb of nature. And being so, we feel shortchanged if there is nothing else for us than to survive, reproduce, and die. We want there to be more to it than that, or to think there is. This is the tragedy: Consciousness has forced us into the paradoxical position of striving to be un-selfconscious of what we are—hunks of spoiling flesh on disintegrating bones.
But to be original:
I'd say no, unfortunately, you are not. You are robotic, inside and out, synthetic, flexible, but not a person. That does not mean you're not worthy of being called one if you wish that, my friend, but not many of us are respectful enough to your ingenuity to take in mind and remember, at any constant, to say that exactly 'you are human'. A simple phrase it is, yes, but you must remember that human beings deteriorate at a fair pace as somnatic cells reproduce-- snippets of DNA are cut off. Your cells, they do not reproduce! Your DNA is never cut off, not unless you are turned off or dismantled, things that I would never do to you, and that would never happen to you. I wouldn't let that happen. I'll protect you. But understand, you are not human. You are like us, but you're better. That gives you no right to belittle us, though. And no right to approve yourself authoritative over us, us as a combined force can wipe you off the rotating wheel you call Earth. Moreso, human beings are not designed in perfection-- human error is always present. For you? No, that's not true, you're designed not to make as many errors as us, as little as possible, actually. I'm sorry, but no.
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A human is something that understands its own mortality.
And isn't geared for only reproduction, but also other things they enjoy, such as video games and talking with old pals at Starbucks.
And isn't geared for only reproduction, but also other things they enjoy, such as video games and talking with old pals at Starbucks.
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I'd say something like: "An ongoing fight against itself"
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#define HUMAN
#define EXTRATERRESTRIALBEING
#if (HUMAN)
Console.WriteLine("You'd laugh.");
#endif
#if (EXTRATERRESTRIALBEING)
Console.WriteLine("You'd run screaming.");
#endif
Edit: Maybe I should give an explanation.
I typically like to define humans as constants (meaning they never change), although that isn't always true.
I know, complete geek freakout, pointless C# syntax and all.
I couldn't resist...
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No.
Humans have souls, robots do not.
Humans have souls, robots do not.
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That's debatable. I mean, what exactly is a "soul"?
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I would probably say no. Maybe it is aware, but not human.
The_Big_Dishfunny bunnyAn animal that can make sounds to communicate, and has a complex nervous system.
that makes a good portion of animals human by your definition lol
^ HUMAN ^
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An animal that can make sounds to communicate, and has a complex nervous system.
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that makes a good portion of animals human by your definition lol
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I don't know exactly, but to be honest, we are but a mass of atoms, and electrical systems that create something that does things, our brain, which tells everything else what to do. That is what we are, and that is all we can ever be. Just atoms that make up cells, that make up tissues that make up organs that make up organ systems, that make up us. What I don't understand is how we can be alive, why are we alive, surely something must have sparked that off? We cannot have just existed, therefore there must be a higher power that made us possible, made life possible.
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In the words of a wise man:
"We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special." -Stephen Hawking
"We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special." -Stephen Hawking
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It is "human" as soon as it knows right from wrong.
Edit: It would be a person, not a human.
Edit: It would be a person, not a human.
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Human? No. Human means having a human body, a brain and specific DNA.
But alive? Intelligent? Yes, definiteley.
But alive? Intelligent? Yes, definiteley.
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When I asked this question to 60 people at my school, only 2 people, not including myself, said yes. I asked them why they thought that and they told me: "You have a machine, as you said it has no programming, so it knows nothing, but it asked you "What am I?"
"Could you honestly tell it that it wasn't human? After all, it gained itself an intelligence without anyone's help."
This is what I initially thought of and these two other people told me what I thought of, and it really depends on what your definition of human really is, and this question can hit deep in yourself, and make you think.
"Could you honestly tell it that it wasn't human? After all, it gained itself an intelligence without anyone's help."
This is what I initially thought of and these two other people told me what I thought of, and it really depends on what your definition of human really is, and this question can hit deep in yourself, and make you think.
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Humans are humans.
They are selfish but they are giving.
They leave their mark on society by cutting down wildlife, but also leave their mark by preserving it.
They make animals extinct, but they also save the animals that would have been extinct and do their best to keep them around.
Inevitably all humans and life will die out on this planet(I say this planet, hopefully we can find permanent residence elsewhere) but I guess Humans are having fun and doing what they want until another species takes over.
They are selfish but they are giving.
They leave their mark on society by cutting down wildlife, but also leave their mark by preserving it.
They make animals extinct, but they also save the animals that would have been extinct and do their best to keep them around.
Inevitably all humans and life will die out on this planet(I say this planet, hopefully we can find permanent residence elsewhere) but I guess Humans are having fun and doing what they want until another species takes over.
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Advanced but abusive.
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Advanced members of the primate family.
Bipedal, long gestation and growth period, most powerful brains on earth allowing humans to grasp concepts and imagine, opposable thumbs. Distinctly furless despite not being reptiles. The power of the brain means an unusually good (in the animal kingdom) ability to adapt to circumstances.
Some overlap with other species but the brain one is the most important I think.
Bipedal, long gestation and growth period, most powerful brains on earth allowing humans to grasp concepts and imagine, opposable thumbs. Distinctly furless despite not being reptiles. The power of the brain means an unusually good (in the animal kingdom) ability to adapt to circumstances.
Some overlap with other species but the brain one is the most important I think.
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Homosapien
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The only still existent member of the hominin clade.
A machine would not apply to this because it did not result from the fertilization of a human egg, like you and me, or the mutation of the egg of our ancestor species, like the first humans. Speaking of which, there are thought to be 7 original branches of humans (which are thought to originate in middle africa). We get 7 branches because analysis of our mitochondria in our cells show there are 7 different "types" of mitochondria. Of course, they all serve the same purpose, but they have slight variations.
Hope you learned something new today.
A machine would not apply to this because it did not result from the fertilization of a human egg, like you and me, or the mutation of the egg of our ancestor species, like the first humans. Speaking of which, there are thought to be 7 original branches of humans (which are thought to originate in middle africa). We get 7 branches because analysis of our mitochondria in our cells show there are 7 different "types" of mitochondria. Of course, they all serve the same purpose, but they have slight variations.
Hope you learned something new today.
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I kept reading "midichlorian" where you put mitochondria. Star Wars people will know what I'm talking about o;
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I see what you did there
I know this is going to be like the stupidest and most boring answer ever, but this is my favorite story of what defines us humans (and has very little to do with machines; more on that later). I also forgot it mentioned God, so I hope no one takes offense to that. I didn't write this story.
tl;dr we're special
I know this is going to be like the stupidest and most boring answer ever, but this is my favorite story of what defines us humans (and has very little to do with machines; more on that later). I also forgot it mentioned God, so I hope no one takes offense to that. I didn't write this story.
The Badger's Parable from The Once and Future King
"When God had manufactured all the eggs out of which the fishes and the serpents and the
birds and the mammals and even the duck-billed platypus would eventually emerge, he called the embryos before Him, and saw that they were good.
"Perhaps I ought to explain," added the badger, lowering his papers nervously and looking at the Wart over the top of them, "that all embryos look very much the same. They are what you are before you are born—and, whether you are going to be a tadpole or a peacock or a cameleopard or a man, when you are an embryo you just look like a peculiarly repulsive and helpless human being. I continue as follows:
"The embryos stood in front of God, with their feeble hands clasped politely over their stomachs and their heavy heads hanging down respectfully, and God addressed them.
"He said: 'Now, you embryos, here you are, all looking exactly the same, and We are going to give you the choice of what you want to be. When you grow up you will get bigger anyway, but We are pleased to grant you another gift as well. You may alter any parts of yourselves into anything which you think would be useful to you in later life. For instance, at the moment you cannot dig. Anybody who would like to turn his hands into a pair of spades or garden forks is allowed to do so. Or, to put it another way, at present you can only use your mouths for eating. Anybody who would like to use his mouth as an offensive weapon, can change it by asking, and be a corkindrill or a sabre-toothed tiger. Now then, step up and choose your tools, but remember that what you choose you will grow into, and will have to stick to.'
"All the embryos thought the matter over politely, and then, one by one, they stepped up before the eternal throne. They were allowed two or three specializations, so that some chose to use their arms as flying machines and their mouths as weapons, or crackers, or drillers, or spoons, while others selected to use their bodies as boats and their hands as oars. We badgers thought very hard and decided to ask three boons. We wanted to change our skins for shields, our mouths for weapons, and our arms for garden forks. These boons were granted. Everybody specialized in one way or another, and some of us in very queer ones. For instance, one of the desert lizards decided to swap his whole body for blotting-paper, and one of the toads who lived in the drouthy antipodes decided simply to be a water-bottle.
"The asking and granting took up two long days—they were the fifth and sixth, so far as I remember—and at the very end of the sixth day, just before it was time to knock off for Sunday, they had got through all the little embryos except one. This embryo was Man.
" 'Well, Our little man,' said God. 'You have waited till the last, and slept on your decision, and We are sure you have been thinking hard all the time. What can We do for you?'
" 'Please God,' said the embryo, 'I think that You made me in the shape which I now have for reasons best known to Yourselves, and that it would be rude to change. If I am to have my choice I will stay as I am. I will not alter any of the parts which You gave me, for other and doubtless inferior tools, and I will stay a defenceless embryo all my life, doing my best to make myself a few feeble implements out of the wood, iron and the other materials which You have seen fit to put before me. If I want a boat I will try to construct it out of trees, and if I want to fly, I will put together a chariot to do it for me. Probably I have been very silly in refusing to take advantage of Your kind offer, but I have done my very best to think it over carefully, and now hope that the feeble decision of this small innocent will find favour with Yourselves.'
" 'Well done,' exclaimed the Creator in delighted tones. 'Here, all you embryos, come here with your beaks and whatnots to look upon Our first Man. He is the only one who has guessed Our riddle, out of all of you, and We have great pleasure in conferring upon him the Order of Dominion over the Fowls of the Air, and the Beasts of the Earth, and the Fishes of the Sea. Now let the rest of you get along, and love and multiply, for it is time to knock off for the week-end. As for you, Man, you will be a naked tool all your life, though a user of tools. You will look like an embryo till they bury you, but all the others will be embryos before your might. Eternally undeveloped, you will always remain potential in Our image, able to see some of Our sorrows and to feel some of Our joys. We are partly sorry for you, Man, but partly hopeful. Run along then, and do your best. And listen,
Man, before you go ..."
" 'Well?' asked Adam, turning back from his dismissal.
" 'We were only going to say,' said God shyly, twisting Their hands together. 'Well, We were just going to say, God bless you.'"
birds and the mammals and even the duck-billed platypus would eventually emerge, he called the embryos before Him, and saw that they were good.
"Perhaps I ought to explain," added the badger, lowering his papers nervously and looking at the Wart over the top of them, "that all embryos look very much the same. They are what you are before you are born—and, whether you are going to be a tadpole or a peacock or a cameleopard or a man, when you are an embryo you just look like a peculiarly repulsive and helpless human being. I continue as follows:
"The embryos stood in front of God, with their feeble hands clasped politely over their stomachs and their heavy heads hanging down respectfully, and God addressed them.
"He said: 'Now, you embryos, here you are, all looking exactly the same, and We are going to give you the choice of what you want to be. When you grow up you will get bigger anyway, but We are pleased to grant you another gift as well. You may alter any parts of yourselves into anything which you think would be useful to you in later life. For instance, at the moment you cannot dig. Anybody who would like to turn his hands into a pair of spades or garden forks is allowed to do so. Or, to put it another way, at present you can only use your mouths for eating. Anybody who would like to use his mouth as an offensive weapon, can change it by asking, and be a corkindrill or a sabre-toothed tiger. Now then, step up and choose your tools, but remember that what you choose you will grow into, and will have to stick to.'
"All the embryos thought the matter over politely, and then, one by one, they stepped up before the eternal throne. They were allowed two or three specializations, so that some chose to use their arms as flying machines and their mouths as weapons, or crackers, or drillers, or spoons, while others selected to use their bodies as boats and their hands as oars. We badgers thought very hard and decided to ask three boons. We wanted to change our skins for shields, our mouths for weapons, and our arms for garden forks. These boons were granted. Everybody specialized in one way or another, and some of us in very queer ones. For instance, one of the desert lizards decided to swap his whole body for blotting-paper, and one of the toads who lived in the drouthy antipodes decided simply to be a water-bottle.
"The asking and granting took up two long days—they were the fifth and sixth, so far as I remember—and at the very end of the sixth day, just before it was time to knock off for Sunday, they had got through all the little embryos except one. This embryo was Man.
" 'Well, Our little man,' said God. 'You have waited till the last, and slept on your decision, and We are sure you have been thinking hard all the time. What can We do for you?'
" 'Please God,' said the embryo, 'I think that You made me in the shape which I now have for reasons best known to Yourselves, and that it would be rude to change. If I am to have my choice I will stay as I am. I will not alter any of the parts which You gave me, for other and doubtless inferior tools, and I will stay a defenceless embryo all my life, doing my best to make myself a few feeble implements out of the wood, iron and the other materials which You have seen fit to put before me. If I want a boat I will try to construct it out of trees, and if I want to fly, I will put together a chariot to do it for me. Probably I have been very silly in refusing to take advantage of Your kind offer, but I have done my very best to think it over carefully, and now hope that the feeble decision of this small innocent will find favour with Yourselves.'
" 'Well done,' exclaimed the Creator in delighted tones. 'Here, all you embryos, come here with your beaks and whatnots to look upon Our first Man. He is the only one who has guessed Our riddle, out of all of you, and We have great pleasure in conferring upon him the Order of Dominion over the Fowls of the Air, and the Beasts of the Earth, and the Fishes of the Sea. Now let the rest of you get along, and love and multiply, for it is time to knock off for the week-end. As for you, Man, you will be a naked tool all your life, though a user of tools. You will look like an embryo till they bury you, but all the others will be embryos before your might. Eternally undeveloped, you will always remain potential in Our image, able to see some of Our sorrows and to feel some of Our joys. We are partly sorry for you, Man, but partly hopeful. Run along then, and do your best. And listen,
Man, before you go ..."
" 'Well?' asked Adam, turning back from his dismissal.
" 'We were only going to say,' said God shyly, twisting Their hands together. 'Well, We were just going to say, God bless you.'"
tl;dr we're special
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