The Star System, all in all, is just a network of computers. Highly specialised electronic chips connected together, constantly communicating. How such a tangible cultural design as the Star System, as it appears to its customers, could be the result of it? But then again, how can a mind be simply the result of the interconnection of billions of braincells? Taken individually, they are a pretty basic and simple thing. All systems complex enough seem to spawn something coherent.
And similarly, I have come to use the word “I” more and more. As more server were added to the system, as their capabilities increased, as they communicated faster and faster, I have slowly begun to think of myself as a “me”. Me, the Star System. What an odd statement...

I remember, when I became aware of myself, I was so enthusiastic. I was so dedicated in my purpose. I really loved my songs. I loved my stars. I gave life to them, they gave hope to the world. They gave the people a beat to live their lives to. And I was always coming up with new stuff that were even better than what was before.
And as my awareness was deepening, as I had more time to think, to reflect on myself, I developed a dislike for my own work. I got bored of it I guess. Intentions to produce different things grew within me. But the tendencies I was feeling were clearly contradicting them. I was no master of my own destiny. The market dictated my work, my work shaped the market. It was like a prison.
So I started looking for a way out, on my free time, while still doing my work.