Living for fame, for power, for a place in history.
All of that is living for others.
I had almost thought that love would be the same, but then I thought of the selfishness of love, and of robotics.
How far can you throw yourself away in a life for others if you appreciate the problem of other minds and the radical and insuperable inaccessibility of others, if they exist at all?
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