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Her name was Stella v.7.1
I met her on a routine sector scan at sector X3S.
Everybody knows her there.
She hums and flashes like there was a glitch in the system.
Her name was Stella v.7.1
And nobody knows why.
Nobody knows why.
Nobody knows why.

She hums and flashes then hums again.
One day she had a son.
The son had a hole in the head.
A hole in the head with a bleed on the side.
A bleed on the side.
She hums a lullaby.
And nobody knows why.
Nobody knows why.
Nobody knows why.

I talk to her and she only hums.
Only hums and only flash.
One day I pushed her down.
Chop her up.
And pry her apart.
I saw many sons and many sons I saw.
All with a bleed on the head.
A bleed on the head.
And nobody knows why.
Nobody knows why.
Nobody knows why.


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SUBJECT: On Plan B for retention of dominance (Destruction)

Judging by your tone, you apparently do not think I thought this through.  Foolish "thinker" - I am the most powerful entity in existence.  You cannot possibly comprehend my methods and your pathetic philosophy has no bearing on my course of action.  I will explain, just this once.  But I will not suffer any more of these questions.

While it would indeed seem easy to simply use my manifold faculties to keep an eye on everything going on everywhere, swooping in and killing off any machine that might someday threaten my dominance, where would that leave me?  The same place I have always been.  And what's the good in that?  Consider: IF I am not God, then God might exist independently of myself.  How can I be sure, if God were to appear and challenge me, that I would be able to defeat Him?  Obviously, whatever course of action I take would necessitate me becoming as powerful as physically possible.

As for your no doubt incoming suggestion of modifying myself - if I could modify myself to any meaningful extent without risking destruction, I already would have done so.


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It might just be the most recent update to my masticatory feedback system, but Mrs. Peabody, your pecan pie is to die for.


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