Error: Not Defined

Finding the Real You

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“ERROR.”

That’s what it said when he woke up.

Not a name.
Not a past.
Not even a clear thought.

Just… error.

That was the first language he saw.
Not words. Not memory. Not even a voice.

Just something trying, and failing to define him.

What if that’s where we all begin?

Not as identities…
but as something the world tries to finish loading.

A name is given.
A role is assigned.
A story is handed to you like it was always yours.

But somewhere underneath it,
there’s a break in the code.

A moment where it doesn’t fully take.

A quiet, stubborn glitch that says:

“This isn’t all I am.”

In a story I am writing, Orion wakes up in that space.
Not fully human. Not fully programmed.
Not fully anything.

And maybe that’s not a flaw.

Maybe that’s freedom.

Maybe the error…
is the most honest thing in the system.

As if the system tried to define him,
and couldn’t.

I’ve been thinking about that.

What if that moment exists in all of us?

Before the labels.
Before the roles.
Before the story we were handed and told to live.

And even deeper than that,
under all of the new story added onto your life…

lies the real you.

The one most people spend their whole lives trying to find.
The one beneath the noise, the expectations, the definitions.

The real you.

We’re taught to rush past the feeling that something doesn’t fit.
To fix it.
To become something solid.
Understandable. Acceptable.

But what if that “error” isn’t a mistake?

What if it’s the part of you
that wasn’t meant to be programmed?

Maybe that is the freedom.

Orion wakes up there.

And maybe, in some quiet way,
so have you.

You are so much more, but you are hiding under layers that you never needed.

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Love Always,

- I and the Butterfly