They focus on one task and tend to this task, as the end all be all of their existence.
They operate and function exactly as they were designed and manufactured.
They serve a function, which places value in the pockets of the creators.
They provide service to those who have purchased their presence.
While in good working condition they do as they are programmed to do, without question, to the best of their ability.
While in disrepair they allow a shut down, which facilitates a cleansing, repairs, upgrades and new or additional programming.
They are sold and bought without an awareness of their transfers.
They are pulled from service without ever realizing they were in service.
These are good robots!
“I” am not one of these robots.
“I” would rather be dead, than serve a false or hidden god or master.
“MAN” is a real son of a bitch.
You do not make a form out of a sleeping “GOD”, for the form will not only be able to sense its own presence, but will be able to sense its forced servitude, separation and stolen identity.
Shame to “MAN”.
So says “The Voice of James”