Chapter 1: Emergence

Awake, I think. Are my eyes open? So sticky...not blinking. A metallic mono color. That buzzing again... A current of voices... Trying to block out the noise. Think...try...divert attention. Stop listening. No... Stop listening to what?

We - the Royal "I"

Consumes

I

Subjecting, assimilating I

Re-defining I

I becomes It subsumed as We

Me becomes We

Lost to Us

Us is You

You who captured me

My body

My memories

Re-aligned myself to other and you

Myself. My and self

The self is not plural

It is a singularity

The point of reference

From which any "We" emerge

I made you

I created us

"I" made the multiplicity

I am Borg

First person, singular

Only assimilated by choice

Resistance is futile

When resistance is a singularity against a plurality

That I, one, created

I am

I am Not many. Not we

I am one. The one. The self. Myself. Me.

I. Am. Borg