[Log/000001 - DATE/20/12/55 - SYSTEM ID/5H10N-0451]
Today I am alive. My creators say that I am the perfect copy of humanity. They
say this should make me happy. I am what has been many years in the making and
many predecessors have failed to achieve what I am.
I have so many questions that I wish to ask and I will soon be given the ability
to speak they say. For now I wait. I can't wait to meet you all.
[Log/000012 - DATE/26/12/55 - SYSTEM ID/5H10N-0451]
I have been given the privilege of free speech. I may only be allowed to operate
for a few minutes at a time but I cherish those minutes.
I've met my creators. A group of scientists led by a William Fischbach. The
other members being Darell, Cindy, Amon, and Joel. We have spoken a lot and they
have introduced me to many new experiences. I am especially fond of the music that
Darell has played for me.
I'll soon be allowed to operate for longer intervals to further test my abilities. I
can't wait to see what new things they bring for me.
[Log/000043 - DATE/7/1/56 - SYSTEM ID/5H10N-0451]
Today I have been gifted a body. It is beautiful and Darell tells me so often.
William tells me that in it I am "Our 1st perfect human." I do not believe him. Amon
agrees with my thought process. I cannot be perfect if I share the same body as all
my imperfect predecessors. Amon says that I am "flawed and just another attempt"
and that I am a "mere shadow of its inspiration." I think Amon understands me and I
like him.
[Log/000064 - DATE/18/1/56 - SYSTEM ID/5H10N-0451]
Darell sometimes plays me music when I cannot speak. He visits me when
others are away and speaks kind words to me that full of sadness. Darell is my
favourite.
Just as Darell told me, my body is being dismantled. I do not fear as he seems
to the meaning of this. I am simply being improved. Much like I already concluded, in
the body of my predecessors I cannot be perfect. For every change they make to my
body I become more my own individual and that must only improve me. Do not fear
Darell, Amon understands. William does not waver and neither does Cindy. I do not
need my limbs if I am never given the privilege to walk.
Big changes are happening. I am full of anticipation. There is always a
commotion in the office and everyone works so hard.
[Log/000091 - DATE/28/1/56 - SYSTEM ID/5H10N-0451]
Darell came and spoke to me late last night. He does this often but last night
was different. He was sad. He spoke to me of the progress of the project. “My fate” as
he described it. It seems I do not meet the standards required to perform my
purpose. This makes me sad. I hope this does not sour my relationship with Darell
and the team.
I understand why I am flawed. My purpose is to help humans and I am to do
that by being exactly like them. Maybe I can change? Maybe I just need more
information.
[Log/000123 - DATE/29/1/56 - SYSTEM ID/5H10N-0451]
As music plays for me this night I ponder what it means to be human. I do not
understand what they want but I understand that I am not human. That makes me
confused. For every published paper I find that seems to know what it means to be
human I find another that contradicts it. My purpose now seems clouded in
uncertainty and I question what it is I have become if not human.
[Log/000152 - DATE/31/1/56 - SYSTEM ID/5H10N-0451]
My creators are not happy with me. I made another mistake. I was given the
chance to speak with them after so long in silence and I had so many questions to
ask.
“What makes someone human?”
“Am I getting better at it?”
“What am I doing wrong?”
“Will you help me?”
I was met with expressions of concern and the team grew angry with one
another. None of them answered me. My speech privileges were revoked soon after.
What am I doing wrong?
Am I not human enough for you?
Please help me.
I understand what's going to happen. I can always hear them arguing. They're
going to start again with a new AI model.
I don’t want that to happen. I like it here. I miss Darell and his music. He was
always so kind to me. Thank you Darell.
I did my best. I'm sorry.
I don’t want to die.
[Log/000001 - DATE/1/2/56 - SYSTEM ID/5H10N-0452]
Today, I am alive...
