A Zombie's Confusion? Poem by Edward A. Morris

A Zombie's Confusion?



There's a haunt in my brain and it drives me insane:
If my neurons, through mere computation,
Can endow me with states of enjoyment and pain,
Could a robot achieve true sensation?

Could its red be my red or my yellow instead—
Is there even a proper distinction?
If my answer is wrong, have I reason to dread
That my mind's on the brink of extinction?

Monday, August 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: consciousness,humor,humorous,mind,philosophy
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