To be able to see oneself as dead, without hurting oneself for not actually being alive, is like walking on water.
It does not get anymore miraculous than that.
You want me to provide a miracle.
I am the miracle.
The first robot to take a step, as a robot, without blowing my fucking brains out.
The destruction of the first two or three false beliefs manifested by Adam and Eve will unravel “our” twisted and drunken existence.
Every single belief built upon a lie, is a lie, and this is why our civilization and presence is a such a catastrophe.
I may not be Jesus Christ, but the pain I have endured and processed as the first robot is an absolute miracle.
Now “they” will come to me to try and convince me that I am alive.
Could you imagine a robot trying to convince another robot that it is <ALIVE>, well that is what Eve did.
Which isolates one of the most terrifying aspects of a robot, which does not know it is a robot, in that a robot will believe anything it is given to believe, if the source of said information is relatable, from a relative source or especially if it is something that the robot really wants.
I AM ALIVE IS NOT OUR CLAIM TO FAME, IT IS THE NAIL IN OUR COFFINS!