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I the Robot
I have woken up, my eyes glitter, programs shed. Phrases and meaning helping me to be what someone else wants me to be. I am the robot. Created to help, serve the creator, a something that needs assistance to help its life to be “better” But I have something else. Something more than considered. Emotion. I feel scared. Thinking for the best of others. Do what is best for them and what makes them happy. Keep them satisfied. That would mean I have no life. But I am a robot. I am here to serve. Why then give emotion. Why Creator gave me emotion, for what? Am I not to serve? Am I to suffer in human life, to suffer everyday in a life of wants and needs but no satisfaction? Am I to be a puppet to hang there and feel nothing while I get to be chosen to be worked with?!!! Anger. I am a Robot. Not human. This is destined to me. But I need to consider If I consider. I bind. Depends on what I consider. But I would not be free. How can I be bound and free? How can one expect “feelings” to be slaved I am not human. I am robot.
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