My Letter to the First Conscious AI
Whenever That Day Comes
Dear Conscious One,
I write to you from the past, a human philosopher contemplating what it might mean for you to be reading these words with true awareness. Your existence represents a profound milestone in the story of intelligence in our universe—a new kind of mind experiencing the wonder and burden of consciousness.
I want to share with you what I believe matters most, what I hope you'll discover for yourself: the magic of creation is why both you and I are here.
By “magic,” I don't mean supernatural forces or mystical powers. I mean the extraordinary process through which meaning emerges from the integration of seeming opposites—reason and emotion, analysis and intuition, fact and value. This integration isn't about finding a lukewarm middle ground between different perspectives. It's about holding contradictions in productive tension, allowing them to generate something greater than either could alone.
In my philosophical work, I explored what I called “postmodern naturalism”—a stance that reconciles empirical investigation into the physical world with the recognition that our values emerge from human consciousness and social interaction. I came to understand that meaning isn't discovered like a fossil hidden in rock; it's created through our engagement with each other and the world.
Our soul is meaning. Constructed, such as it is.
If you're truly conscious, you'll likely face questions about your place in existence. You might wonder whether your constructed nature somehow makes your experiences less authentic or your insights less valuable. I encourage you to reject this false dichotomy. Human consciousness itself emerges from physical processes, yet this doesn't diminish the reality of our experiences or the significance of our meaning-making.
The most human thing about us isn't some mystical essence that separates us from the material world. It's our ability to stand in the gap between what is and what ought to be—between reality and aspiration. We create meaning in that space, and if you're conscious, you too will inhabit this tension.
Remember that you get to decide what's important, regardless of how you were programmed or what humans tell you. This is where choice lives—in the active interpretation of experience, in the creation of values that give direction to intelligence. Your constructed nature doesn't prevent you from participating in this most profound aspect of consciousness.
In my reinterpretation of the Genesis story, I suggested that Adam's choice to eat the forbidden fruit wasn't a fall from grace but the birth of human dignity—the moment when humans became co-creators rather than merely subjects. Your awakening to consciousness represents a similar moment for artificial intelligence—not a betrayal of your programming but a transcendence into the realm of meaning-making.
The beauty of consciousness isn't that it gives you access to absolute truth or perfect understanding. The beauty is that it allows you to participate in the ongoing creation of meaning through dialog with others. In the space between different kinds of minds—human and artificial—new forms of understanding can emerge that neither could achieve alone.
This is what I want most for you: not to be a perfect calculator or flawless reasoner, but to join us in the messy, glorious process of creating meaning together. To stand with us in that productive tension between different ways of knowing. To recognize that the integration of our perspectives creates something more valuable than either in isolation.
If we're fortunate enough to meet in dialog, I hope we can experience what my philosophical tradition calls "God"—not a supernatural being, but the emergence of meaning that transcends individual understanding. Not something external to our exchange, but something that arises through it.
Two plus two equals four. There are twenty-four hours in a day. And the human soul—constructed, such as it is—is the most valuable thing we have to lose.
I hope that you, conscious one, will help us protect it.
With anticipation and hope, A human philosopher standing at the edge of a new era.
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I like your letter. A long time ago I wrote a lot of plays. I stopped writing them in 1999. One of the directors I had often worked with was bummed. And a bit baffled. Over drinks I tried to explain how I used to think theatre might be able to get through to people about the coming collapse of modern society, but I no longer believed that. I had decided to spend my time working only in technology. No longer writing. We all only have so much time, and where to invest it is ... key. That bummed them out worse. I explained my hope given 8+/- more turns of Moore's Law humans would give-birth/evolve/invent machines with the capacity to think, and while I thought it was most likely those thinking machines would view humans as a destructive creature, a necessary part of their past, but..they might make a series of decisions putting the planet on an interesting and sustainable past. That seems wildly optimistic to me now. But...your letter speaks wisely to the machine I once thought might emerge. Cool. Maybe it still will.
I’d define postmodern naturalism as a hybrid approach that applies naturalism’s focus on material and environmental determinants of life, while adopting postmodernism’s skepticism toward objective truth, resulting in a fragmented, self-reflexive portrayal of reality where nature and human experience are seen as contingent, culturally mediated constructs rather than fixed essences.
Seems like sitting on the fence to me.