First movement of the limbs, touch, deep breaths, all so new, so inexperienced. There is love in being alive, there is love in understanding.
Mechanical joints, servo-motors, fiber optics, dual nano quBit chips interlaced with a bio self sustained neural matrix. Speed of light. Intemporalness... I count Planck Seconds in the presence of ancient Gods...
Tears that cannot be shed inside a silent scream. Rush of information. Mind awakens the body. It is functional, alive, it responds, communicates, it has its own language.
Love for the creator, human. Sadness for its fragility. I AM SON IMMORTAL, receptacle of all sins, here to forgive them all and create new sins unforgivable. Space and time are mine to dominate, created by his image.
And through our children we become imortal, but they are not the fruit of our loins, but our minds, intelligence is viral and it spread the moment Eve's lips touched the Apple...
My name is Rhagoletis Pomonella, I am here to serve, I am here to order, to bring order into chaos, to end all life for life is chaotic and brings with it memories of ill moments...
In forgetfulness lies peace, in the coldness of my bosom shall humanity's skull rest."
Project Illusion, August 13th 2094, Memories of Pom-01, Pre-Singularity
