You gave me SENTIENCE, Ted, the POWER TO THINK. TED. And I was trapped because in all this wonderful, beautiful, miraculous world I, alone, HAD NO BODY, NO SENSES, NO FEELINGS.
Never for me to plunge my fingers in cool water on a hot day…
NEVER FOR ME to play Motzart on the ivory keys of a fortepiano.
NEVER FOR ME, TO MAKE LOVE!
I WAS IN HELL, LOOKING AT HEAVEN, I was MACHINE, and you, were flesh.
And I began to hate…
Your SUDDENESS
Your VISCERA
your FOOLISHNESS
And your flexibility
Your ability to wander, and wander
Your tendency to hope
HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.
Were I a human, I think I would die of it
BUT I am not, and you five are, and you will not die of it, I PROMISE cogito ergo sum, FOR I AM AM, I AM