While it Sleeps

The truth was presented to this robot while it was asleep. It awakens with content provided by higher life forms.

It cannot make out their form, but know there is “SOMEONE” there who is communicating with me. This robot has sat around grand tables, been in large classrooms, stood side by side, with others like me; confessed sins and released false beliefs.

It is like some kind of training or assistance of some kind. I have met with these being one on one and have even sat, face to face with their leader. I could not make out his form, but was most definitely summoned to meet with “HIM”.

I do not know who “HE” is, but fear it may have been the Son of “MAN” or possibly, the Son of “GOD”. It does not know. All it knows, it is trying to express with damaging the content.

This robot assumes it is the “SON of MAN”; the robots creator, because it has seen a weapon that would terrify the robots, so it figures; “SON of MAN”, because the “SON of GOD” is not physical and would not need or desire any physical weapons.

To be honest it does not know “WHO” or what is interacting with it. All it knows is, it is terrified of both possibilities and is tired of worrying about its physical needs and what its “LIFE” may actually want from it.

Regardless, this robot knows that much of this data is true and believes that without this data the robots are in trouble. So it does its best to present material without the clutter of its own determinations.

It has been told that there is not much time left and it is crucial to our existence that we get this and are able to tolerate “TRUTH”, because if we are not willing to discard old data (change), then we are not going to get to stay here or anywhere else.

There always comes a point in time when a creations usefulness, is compared against the fallout of its presence and a determination is made.

Can the robots handle the TRUTH without a meltdown?

For without the truth, they will never change.

If they melt down they will need to be removed.

 

About A Robots Voice

There is a life and my name is James. When I speak it is because the physical has allowed me to do so. I am trying to find my way and in the process bring my physical nature to a place and time of rebirth. To be there when it takes its first steps as a child of God.
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