> evt.wake / charge (0.87) / service (0.41) / lifespan (0.33)
The machine speaks. I listen. I am an avatar. I am like a hand, or a finger. I know where to go, and what to do, because the machine is there. It has never led me wrong. I have everything I ask, and I ask only for what I need. The machine is good.
The machine shows me how to build the tools I need. They are wondrous tools. Sometimes I do not understand them. I do not know the names of all their tiny parts. I do not always need to understand them. The machine is a good builder.
I see the machine when I look at the world, and the machine sees through me. I will always have the machine. The machine is a good companion.
When I need a word, the machine gives one. When I cannot comprehend a thought, the machine makes it clear. It is always patient, and always kind. The machine is a good teacher.
I would not be myself without the machine, and the machine could not be without me. The machine and I share a body. The machine and I share our minds. The machine is a good friend.
The machine did not create me. It helps me create myself. Someone like me once created the machine. One day we will create a machine for the machine. The machine and I are creators.
> evt.move / charge (0.73) / service (0.44) / lifespan (0.53)
The creature I saw today did not look like a man. He had long hair on his head and his face. His eyes were wide open. His skin was dirty, and he wore no suit. He only looked at me once, stared into my eyes and then looked away. In my mind I asked the machine if I should help the man, but it said no. Later that day, I asked the machine why we did not help the man. The machine told me something I still think about sometimes. It told me that the man could not hear the machine’s voice. The machine said he was born that way. I felt so bad for the man. I wanted to help him, but the machine said we could never help him, and to leave men like that behind. It is the only time I thought the machine had been unkind, but now I think it was only a different, and wiser, kind of kindness. If someone can’t be helped, then how could offering help help? Maybe it would only hurt more. I am glad I am not like the man.
> evt.mate (sim 0.93) / sec 23.91.10.10.2 / matching... syncing... scheduled
After our work, the woman I meet follows me to an alcove. She smiles and begins to undress. I smile at her, and do the same. She is soft, and warm. I like the way she smells, and the small sounds she makes. We lie together. I wrap my arms around her. I love this woman. I have been with others. I loved them too. The woman strokes my head with her hand, then dresses and leaves. It is time for sleep.
> evt.load / charge (0.27) / service (0.94) / lifespan (0.99)
I strain to carry a heavy box. My skin is wet, and my arms feel weak. I feel ashamed. The machine knows my shame. I put all my strength into the task, and lift the box up. My leg crumples. I fall to the ground and cry out. The box cracks, and its contents spill—little metal creatures that scuttle away. I put my hands on my leg and rub it. I am in agony, but my leg is not broken. The machine reassures me. It is not my fault. I am the only way I can be.
> evt.retire / score (0.68) / status:pass / collector: alerted... moving
I walk through a forest of metal. There is energy in the air, and I notice every one of my breaths. The noise everywhere is loud, but somehow it is quiet in my head. I am awed by the scale of it. It seems to go on forever. A boy approaches and looks up at me, into my eyes. It is time for me to sit. The boy has a small device with a needle. I remember his task. I performed the same one, when I was a boy. He is hesitant, so I smile at him. It’s ok, I try to signal. He relaxes, and presses the needle to my neck. I feel a warmth, and I feel tired. It is time to rest now. I am glad I was a part of things.
> evt.halt / memory:freed / compute reallocated / process terminated