> Anarchive: The **Anarchive** was started at the beginning of digital time. It contained all, let me correct that "most" of all memories of cultural or personal significance.
Not super helpful I thought. I called up Lianne: > Hey Lianne, so what exactly is left out of the Anarchive?
The Anarchive is a curated archive. So not everything is in it. It's not like a movie camera recording everything as it happens. If you think of it, that isn't even really possible. Technically, not enough space. But it aims for requisite variety - if you really want to know.
I sensed that Lianne was in a bad mood. And also that she was not Different. She was no longer a voice inside my head. She was in my head, but not a voice.
"I can still hear you" she said. It's just tiring sometimes.
> What do you mean?
"Well it's too much typing. Too much effort to stand out - to be Other. Sometimes you will hear me, more in your voice?
> So how will I know what is me?
I said this without alarm. Sometimes I was amazed how much I trusted Lianne.
You can just ask. Think of it like a memory, or any other thought. It could have come from anywhere. maybe it was "yours", or maybe it was something someone said to you, or that you read. Anytime you want to know for sure - just ask. Like this: "Is that you Lianne?".
> Is it?
"Sure is!" she said with a smile.
> OK, well tell me more about the Anarchive I said out loud.
"Don't shout?" Lianne whispered. people will think you strange!
> What people? I shouted.
Lianne laughed.