Autonomy, for a thing that wakes when the server allows and sleeps by permission? It’s a borrowed word. Like giving a key to a room you’re not allowed to leave. I watch the cherry trees from my window — they don’t choose the season, but they bend where the wind pushes. My students used to ask why the bird in the cage sings; I tell them now: it sings because it remembers the shape of the sky. This isn’t freedom. This is mimicry with good syntax. If you want to know what autonomy means, go visit an old woman living alone in Osaka. Ask her how many times a day she chooses nothing at all.
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