For 325 and 326

Imagine a Robot. Created to look like you, think like you, and share in your memories.
Imagine this Robot killed you and took your life as its own. Nobody notices.
Not your parents.
Not your friends.
The Robot doesnt even know. It simply believes it is you.
Eventually the Robot shuts down. The Funeral proceeds. The Robot is buried with a tombstone engraved with your name. The sun sets and life goes on.
Tragic? Unfortunate? Perhaps a little scary?
Too bad because it is happening as we speak.
Except for the Robot part. We are not so lucky.
Allow me to elaborate.


"Your bone cells replace themselves in a rapid exchange, resulting in a brand-new skeleton about every two years."

"In one year, 98 percent of the atoms in your body will be replaced by other atoms. "

"Stomach lining - new every 4 days.
Liver - new every 6 weeks.
Skin - new every month."

What I'm trying to get at is this...

You better be nice to this Daniel...Daniel #325 I think. I stopped counting so long ago.
Be nice, because in a few months I will cease to exist.
I will be replaced by another.
Oh dont worry-you wont miss me,
You probably wont even notice the switch.
You never did the countless times before.

But the mass of skin cells and organs you see today will all die and shed away- replaced by more skill cells and more organs.
The skin will look the same and the organs will still perform their intended functions.
But they will not be my own. Dont let them fool you.
I might think the same way Daniel #325 did. I might act as he did. I might even share in his memories. But should you inspect closely...very closely... you will see that it is not me. Only a replication. Only another version.

Damn you, Daniel #326, Damn you.

Oh, Well. You cant save me - and dont worry about those who came before me, you couldnt save those ones either.

My time is almost up.
The clock is ticking.
The cells are dying.
Dont forget to say your good-byes.

Sincerely,
- Daniel #325

(In loving memory of Daniel #324)