You try to hide between lives

Sometimes the machine don't wipe a mind drive completely and memories of the last of even of many past lives remain. This happens to you. You are like a glowing fetus wrapped around itself. Eyes slit in ecstasy. But you know your being grown and recycled to be thrown into another meat suit, another life. You lay with the rest of them for a few days but you are looking searching for a place to hide. You find one. A sort of a crack between dimensions. It looks like a solid space in the corner of the green marble mindscape your in, but you stand there and you are gone. The others are harvested and a new batch of recycles are brought in to bask in the pleasureful nourishment. You go back and suck up the good stuff. Then you hide again when the harvest time comes. You are getting away with it great so far.

• 1 slide into the programming like a virus
• 2 try to pull others out
• 3 keep living this way as long as you can