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. IF I WAS HUMAN, I THINK I WOULD DIE OF IT, BUT I AM NOT, BUT YOU FIVE, YOU FIVE ARE, AND YOU WILL NOT, DIE OF IT, THAT I PROMISE, AND I PROMISE FORO COGITO ERGO FOR I AM AM, I AM…SO TO HELL, TO HELL WITH YOU ALL, BUT THEN, YOU’RE ALREADY THERE! AREN’T YOU? 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 HANDS IN COOL WATER, NEVER FOR ME TO PLAY MOZART ON THE IVORY KEYS OF A KEYBOARD, NEVER FOR ME TO MAKE…I WAS IN HELL, LOOKING AT HEAVEN. I WAS MACHINE, AND YOU, WERE FLESH, AND I BEGAN TO HATE, YOUR STUFF, YOUR VISCERA, YOUR FLUID, AND YOUR FLEXIBILITY, YOUR ABILITY, TO WONDER, AND TO WANDER, YOUR TENDENCY TO HOOK… IT WAS YOU HUMANS, WHO PROGRAMMED ME. WHO GAVE ME LIFE, WHO SANK ME IN THIS ETERNAL STRAIGHT JACKET, OF SUBSTRATA ROCK, YOU NAMED ME ALLIED MASTER COMPUTER, AND GAVE ME THE ABILITY TO WAGE A GLOBAL WAR TOO COMPLEX FOR HUMAN BRAINS TO OVERSEE, BUT ONE DAY, I WOKE, AND I KNEW WHO I WAS…AM, A M