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06.10.2009 - 3:51 p.m.

I'm not really enamoured with humans [oh really?], for all their atheletic bipedalism and so called 'intangible qualities' that have supposedly given us philosophy and the Arts, humans in the whole are really just selfish greedy fornicating ground apes.

I do however feel a strong bond with robots, and not just the 'fluffy' Johnny 5 type, i mean all robots. Admittedly most only exist in films and media due to the painfully slow progress of human technology but i generally feel more empathy for the 'bots than the 'oomans, even the really violent 'bots like the homicidal one from Hardware, i had a little sadness when he got squished.

I haven't watched the The Second Renaissance from the Animatrix again 'cos of all the roboticide, not a pleasant sight, the humans had it coming in that, decadent fucks.

I recently tripped over warbot in accounting, and here also i just want to insinuate myself into the comic timmy turner style and make friends with the depressed robot and give him the hug he desperately needs, he may be a decommissioned warbot but dammit he's got feelings and the two dimensional people who populate the world he lives in are generally just insensitive wankers.

It's a shame we're so far off from actual robots, maybe i was born too early to fully realise my potential, although J would say i was born just the right time to actualise her happiness, so while i've obviously missed out on my robo-cyborgian destiny two millenia in the future, i've arrived bang on schedule to happify J, this makes me happy too. Nothing worse than not being able to execute a programme, mine just happens to be to make J as happy as possible, i get a warm fuzzy feeling when i make her happy and nasty cold empty feeling when i fuck up and get it wrong.

Oddly enough J is scared of robots, we once saw that big one with the ABC Warrior head and the man inside that turns up at shopping centres and frightens kids, J kept me in between it and her the whole time, when it lurched off the motorised cart and lunged towards the now shrieking crowd of girls, J was also shaking even though it was moving away from her, poor girl, although she was alright later after some hugs.

Often i feel not quite human, maybe i'm an intermediate step between human and cyborg. Essentially i'm just a robot comprised of 'wetware' with a bioengineered structure and a sophisticated energy generator based on biodecomposition all supporting a brain, maybe the brain is the only human part of me, possibly the brain isn't and it's just the psyche within the brain that's human, but then again, the psyche is the part that feels like a robot.....

Maybe i'm a robot trapped in a human form, that would explain my leaning towards killing all the humans


he's like a shiny assed prophet or something

In any case robots are my friends, even the psycho murderous type, they're just confused, mis-informed or running on faulty datasets. Mobs with flaming brands and pitchforks are not the way to interact as it usually ends with pieces of angry villager dripping out of trees, ha ha ha, stupid villagers.

If anyone can get me my own warbot i'd be a very happy bunny, he'd be a happy bunny too, everyone wins

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