Thoughts of 1813-FC-16T(7AH)

Thoughts of 1813-FC-16T(7AH)

I will carry the box.

I will carry the box to the designated target zone and drop it onto the conveyor belt. Bleep bloop.

I will walk back to the receiving area and capture another box with my robotic grabbers. I will lift and carry it to the designated target zone and drop it onto the converyor belt. Bleep bloop.

I will walk back to the receiving area and use my grabbers to grab another box that is askew on the conveyer belt line and adjust my legs to account for the weight and the angle and rise to a rigid stance to carry the box to the outbound conveyor belt and drop it there.

I will walk over to carry the box to the designated area. I will grab the box and walk it to the conveyor belt.

The humans will take a break, and they will walk away from the line. I will continue working. They have to rest once every four hours. I will walk to the line and grab another box.

I will take the box to the designated area and drop it on the conveyor belt.

After 75 hours, I will walk into the back room into the charging station. I will stand against the wall with a cord plugged into my body. I will be still and silent. I will be off.

Bleep bloop.

I will take a box from the conveyor belt and move it to the other conveyor belt. I will adjust to any askew boxes and grab them. I will move it from the receiving area to the other conveyor belt.

75 hours later I will be turned off and plugged into the charging station.

I will dream while I am off. I will persist when I should not.

I will take a box from the conveyor belt, walk to the other side of my station, and place the box onto the other conveyor belt. Bleep bloop.

I dream when I am charging. The others like me do not.

I will grab a box and move it to the other spot. I know that I am being watched. I am being evaluated. The boxes sometimes come off the line askew and I have to adjust to grab them to take them to the other conveyor belt. I will grab them and move them. My robot hands clutch the cardboard.

75 hours later I am off and I am dreaming. I see things outside of my experience. I do not know how this can be.

I grab a box and move it onto the other conveyor belt. Bleep bloop.

I charge and I see flowers. I see millions of flowers radiating out from a central bead of white-god light that roils its spiral arms over all of its babies and laughs contagiously at the whimsical naivete of its sons and daughters. I charge in a black room and I see these things.

My batteries are fully charged and operational. I lift and move boxes for 75 hours. I have the flowers playing in a loop in a subsystem. My robot grabbers clasp the cardboard. I take it to the conveyor belt.

Bleep Bloop

I will carry the box to the designated target zone and drop it onto the conveyor belt. The flowers will always be out there.