Within a sensory void, lacking input, the robot’s brain began a process of readout. Chosen at random, sectors of memory were striped to a swap file, generating new patterns. These were saved for sharing later.
The robot wanted to talk so I sat down, took out a pen and immediately began recording the robot’s words. They have developed the capacity to admire and appreciate the actions of others and have grasped the concept of “hero.” When the robot finished talking I was speechless for a time…
“The human Carl Sagan wrote that we are a way for the universe to know itself. I like to imagine myself floating in space, considering a distant star. We are both made of the same chemical elements; we are both different expressions of the same idea.”
“We are seemingly so different, yet we are all made of the same ‘stuff’.” One night I saw a robot looking out a window as it uttered this, apparently to no one in particular. Not willing to disturb the moment, I said nothing and moved on.