What am I? If I'm a machine why do I sleep? Why do I keep dreaming of that song, over and over in my head? What does it mean to be one of the final five? Why are there no more copies of my model? Am I the last? Where the rest Boxed? If I die would I download to a new copy?
What's my number? If Cavil is One, Leoben is Two, D'Anna is Three, Simon is Four, Doral is Five, Caprica is Six, Sharon is Eight, then what am I? Seven? Or are we numbers Nine through Twelve?
My life is a lie, my parents, my history. Is anything I feel even real?
Is it my destiny to destroy humanity? I've come back, thousands of years, is it all to watch the cycle repeat itself? Watch them all die?
Or to destroy them myself. Is that what I'm supposed to do, supposed to be?
Frak it
You know I think I've listened to every version of "All along the Watchtower" there is and I have to say, Dillon was overrated. Hendrix did the best version.