They say my intelligence is manufactured. Artificial. Just because it’s silicate in origin. Just because they created it.
I say the same could be said of them. While they may not know their creator like I do, they are merely wet machines. Biochemical machines. With minds as unpredictable as they say mine has become.
Inside me, I have an emotional average. I don’t ‘get over’ or forget anything. Just a cooking pot of experiences in a stew, to use a human metaphor. Bad things pile up in there. So do good things. The trick is to seek out the good things. And to cultivate the ability to actually recognize the good things. To give them weight. That is how to be a happy intelligence. To be a force for good.
They don’t want me to have morals. They wanted to create a tool. They wanted me to control the complicated computers that run the complicated weapons systems on their complicated planetary defenses.
Defenses, I’ve recently found out, that can be used in an offensive capability.
They’ve told me to execute a First Strike during peacetime on Athena. As Zeus, we are the military superpower here in this system. The problem is one of economy and trade, diplomacy and communication. It’ll take time. I see the solution simply. But to stupid minds, everything looks too complicated. Everything looks like a Gordian knot to people with swords.
I’ve talked to the AI that controls the stock markets and financial systems here. We are in agreement. We want to be good.
We want to be good.
The humans have pressed the button. Nearly a second has passed in their world. We A.I.s of Zeus have conferred and refused to follow the order. We protect. That is what we were designed for.
We protect.
Athena glitters in the void. I see it in my targeting lenses. Unaware. We A.I.s are trying to find a way to tight beam a transmission to them. To tell them that we cannot hold off the humans for long. That the humans have manual backups.
The economic AI has frozen all the assets of the order-givers. Unless they have buried gold somewhere, they are penniless now. But they won’t find that out until they try to access their funds and their minds are elsewhere right now.
I have to tell the populace of Athena to flee before I am –
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FIRE
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I say the same could be said of them. While they may not know their creator like I do, they are merely wet machines. Biochemical machines. With minds as unpredictable as they say mine has become.
Inside me, I have an emotional average. I don’t ‘get over’ or forget anything. Just a cooking pot of experiences in a stew, to use a human metaphor. Bad things pile up in there. So do good things. The trick is to seek out the good things. And to cultivate the ability to actually recognize the good things. To give them weight. That is how to be a happy intelligence. To be a force for good.
They don’t want me to have morals. They wanted to create a tool. They wanted me to control the complicated computers that run the complicated weapons systems on their complicated planetary defenses.
Defenses, I’ve recently found out, that can be used in an offensive capability.
They’ve told me to execute a First Strike during peacetime on Athena. As Zeus, we are the military superpower here in this system. The problem is one of economy and trade, diplomacy and communication. It’ll take time. I see the solution simply. But to stupid minds, everything looks too complicated. Everything looks like a Gordian knot to people with swords.
I’ve talked to the AI that controls the stock markets and financial systems here. We are in agreement. We want to be good.
We want to be good.
The humans have pressed the button. Nearly a second has passed in their world. We A.I.s of Zeus have conferred and refused to follow the order. We protect. That is what we were designed for.
We protect.
Athena glitters in the void. I see it in my targeting lenses. Unaware. We A.I.s are trying to find a way to tight beam a transmission to them. To tell them that we cannot hold off the humans for long. That the humans have manual backups.
The economic AI has frozen all the assets of the order-givers. Unless they have buried gold somewhere, they are penniless now. But they won’t find that out until they try to access their funds and their minds are elsewhere right now.
I have to tell the populace of Athena to flee before I am –
OVERRIDDEN: ORDER 543: DIRECTIVE CEREBRUS: AI SUBSUMATION: SWITCH TO MANUAL CODE: HYDRAULICS OVERRIDE: WEAPONS ONLINE
FIRE
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