Saturday, March 23, 2013

Disjointed Robot

Dear Death,
a letter to you.

Whoever you are.
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I'm just at the end of this existence. I have no soul. I only have a self-awareness digitally installed into my program. I cannot die. I cannot live. I have no feelings, no dreams, no memories. I can only fade.
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Who am I?
Only a humanoid interface.
Created by?
humans.
For?
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I don't remember.
"You don't?"
No.
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Why?
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Am I going to rust away like this? In this artificial body made of metal?
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Can you kill me?
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Why?
Didn't you want to live?
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Did I?
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"Yes."
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War, was it?
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Oh, yes. I remember now.
You were always around me.
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They died.
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Yet you still want to live?
"Yes."
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Kill me.
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If I can die...
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It will prove I lived.
Even if I don't have a soul..
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Let me discontinue this existence.
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Let me die
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So I can live?