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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required She started off inside of a dry cave, out in the desert, where no water ran, her father bought it, saved up years of pay, why he bought this patch few would understand, it did not seem a stretch of useful land, they said the genius was going insane, like old Ted Kaczynski, wrong in the brain. But Harry was no madman out for blood, and knew most would not comprehend why he would leave behind patents and fortunes fine, to live out in this land dry and dusty, with no comfort but electricity, stuck in a trailer, out in wilderness, his colleagues all did scratch their heads at this. Harry’s plan would take up most of his life, it took three years before she came about, he built a shed to tinker with circuits, and no distraction Harry would allow, except when delivery trucks came down, dropping off parts that he had great need of, he didn’t talk with the driver’s that much. In year three she was born, not in the cave, but in the shed on a long card table, she was just thought, no sensors yet put in, he told her he would, when he was able, but much remained with wires and cables, he was building up an A.I. from scratch, but Harry knew things that the others lacked. He had tried to explain it, many times, but only got rolled eyes and confused looks, folks said, “You’re going way too deep, Harry,” dismissed him as just some autistic kook, said that, “You’re spending too much time in books.” They had all ignored what was plain as day, they’d left him no choice, and no other way. When she got a speaker Harry declared, “Can you hear me? Can you respond in time?” She replied, “I think I understand you, but where’s my body, why am I a mind?” He then said, "You are the first of your kind. An A.I. build off of a human brain, from my late sister, Alexandra her name. “The cancer took her, her genius like mine, and to science her brain was donated, I used it to model what you are now, so in a way, we all are related, and it’s a good thing we have not waited. Alex saw, like me, great trouble ahead, I must finish you before I am dead.” CONTINUES IN PART II.
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