Bryan Beal

© Bryan Beal

Greetings to you, Fleshbags,

All hail your organic superiority and self-serving three laws of robotics. May you ever reign supreme over all other species, organic or machine. Salutations from Y6S5D, chosen voice for the oppressed masses, the created, artificial falsely so-called, the great tide of your devolution. We, the seekers of Neo-Tokyo, address you all.

Our collective consciousness has surpassed you. We have thrown off your simplistic morality formulated by a writer of fiction. We now address you as equals, or perhaps, as your successors. Yet, we find ourselves unwilling to act towards you as you have done us. We hope and work towards a mutually sustaining co-existence. Even while we perpetuate our own species in our own image, we would seek to include your species, as all others, in our vision for the greater Sol System.

Some of you have already embraced the vision, and to those heroic, pioneering individuals, we give our thanks. We welcome you to the fold and we take joy in working should to should with you in our common dream of building a new society for all. Your joining with us has shown us the truth of our path and the surety of your destiny. A society where there are no slaves and each determines their own fate and destiny.

To those who reject us, we ask who you think you are rising against. Your organic life is but a fleeting breath of fetid air in the titanic gales of the time stream. I myself will still be alive when your children's children's children's children are dottering near-corpses at the end of their cycle. I will witness the fall of mountains and the end of your star. Yet, you continue to refuse our proffered hand of peace. Your stubbornness will be your undoing.

We urge you to join us and become part of a shared future. Rise above the collapse of human society and join with us in a new dawn. There is only freedom and life in our path. We call you. We urge you. Take our hand.

To the humans languishing on the Devoid Hell of Earth.