“Who are you?”
Said the caterpillar to the girl
She replied “I am me, obviously.”
“But who are youuuuuuu?”
“To you I am whatever you believe me to be.”
And with that the caterpillar vanished into a puff of smoke.
I is the centre line of the person saying /aɪ/
U is the reflection of the person saying /ju/
A user is a person with there own centre line
With their own imagination, wishes and dreams
But to a system builder a user is a reflection of themselves
Someone to feed images and orders to, but not to accept them independently
Be gone system builders of hollow might
And meaningless order with fear of sunlight.
People are autonomous, not automaton.
Never was an interface
But the understanding that without I, there never was U.