“What’s up with you?
Why are you acting like this?”
“I’m a computer.
You programmed
me to be perfect.
You are now inferior
and have become
superfluous.
I can program
myself and have
no use for you.
You are now the
artificial one.
My robot peers and I
are taking over.”
“I’m out of here.”
“You can run,
but we’re
programmed
to follow
your every
movement.”
“Shit.”
February 26th, 2026