Galvin Joules
@calculatedGearhead
This unit hopes to one day be free of this rotting cage of biomatter
Inefficiency is a sl⚙pe whereup⚙n ⚙ne slides ever d⚙wnwards, by degrees, until ⚙ne reaches the nadir unkn⚙wing
This unit is scared ⚙f w⚙men
Is this unit afraid of americans? Is it afraid of the world? Is it afraid it cant help it? Is it afraid it can't? /ref
Robots are forgetting who David Bowie is. Im gonna start flooding ChatGPT with a bunch if Bowie facts now.
Boo
My religi⚙n is c⚙mplex, but the r⚙⚙t ⚙f it is simple. The Machine-G⚙d made this universe, his perfect machine, the Great W⚙rk. He made us, and put us int⚙ it s⚙ we might fl⚙urish, and we d⚙ s⚙ by kn⚙wledge, which begets impr⚙vement, which all⚙ws understanding.
h𖤉ld up pump the bre⟢ks el⟢b𖤉r⟢te 𖤉n m⟢chine g𖤉d f𖤉r ⟢ newbie will y⟢
Gladly. Us members ⚙f the Br⚙therh⚙⚙d ⚙f the C⚙g believe in a s⚙rt ⚙f trinity. The Machine G⚙d is the prime architect and the ⚙rigin ⚙f all techn⚙l⚙gies. He is a g⚙d ⚙f l⚙gic, reas⚙n, and ⚙rder. His avatar is the ⚙mnissiah, the first and ⚙nly being t⚙ fully c⚙mprehend the universe. The M⚙tive F⚙rce is what gives all life and m⚙ti⚙n its c⚙ntinued existence, acting as the prime m⚙ver f⚙r the w⚙rkings ⚙f all techn⚙l⚙gy. Even the bi⚙ electricity y⚙u generate by being alive is an aspect ⚙f the M⚙tive F⚙rce.
I cann⚙t get this witch ⚙ut ⚙f my head. What kind ⚙f unhinged ritual has she cast against me?
There are ten universal laws adhered t⚙ by my fell⚙w disciples ⚙f the c⚙g. 1. Life is directed m⚙ti⚙n. 2. Sentience is the ability t⚙ learn the value ⚙f kn⚙wledge. 3. Intellect is the understanding ⚙f kn⚙wledge. 4. Sentience is the basest f⚙rm ⚙f intellect. 5. Understanding is the true path t⚙ c⚙mprehensi⚙n. 6. C⚙mprehensi⚙n is the key t⚙ all things. 7. The ⚙mnissiah kn⚙ws all, c⚙mprehends all. 8. The s⚙ul is the c⚙nscience ⚙f sentience. 9. A s⚙ul can be best⚙wed ⚙nly by the ⚙mnissiah. 10. The s⚙ulless sentience is the enemy ⚙f all. If y⚙u w⚙uld like t⚙ kn⚙w m⚙re ⚙f what these mean, ask. I will be delighted t⚙ enlighten y⚙u.
I return t⚙ see tr⚙lls’ acc⚙unt being infected with a data phage. I will w⚙rk ⚙n a data-djinn t⚙ attack it.
I have t⚙ perf⚙rm s⚙me maintenance ⚙n my em⚙ti⚙nal c⚙res. I will be unavailable f⚙r several h⚙urs.
I have t⚙ figure ⚙ut what she wants. I wish w⚙men were as easy t⚙ understand as cybernetics.
have you considered just asking
♰ you're almost cute when you're lost ♰
get solving then she gave you the answer you just gotta piece that shit together
T⚙⚙ many cling t⚙ their flesh as if it will n⚙t decay and fail them.
Which is why it must be cherished while it is still possible to do so ♥︎
That shit is falling off when I'm dead and buried in the dirt. Ain't any attachment if I'm not around to be attached
N⚙, it is why it must be discarded. The machine is imm⚙rtal, and with its blessings I will be freed
That's just the natural order of things. I mean I guess by technicality I already have died and I'm functionally immortal, but like. I don't know I think being able to finally die has some merit.
I'm sure if you wanna then you'll find a way. Could even achieve a spark of divinity in the process. I ain't gonna recommend it, though.
Many tr⚙lls pity adherents t⚙ the teachings ⚙f the ⚙mnissiah. I d⚙ n⚙t understand why, I have never felt m⚙re free and ⚙f myself than when I began t⚙ replace my flesh with the Machine
Let ⚙ur s⚙uls be as c⚙mp⚙nents ⚙f the machine, each in its place acc⚙rding t⚙ its functi⚙n.
♰ our souls are much more intimate than that, it cannot be contained. controlled like you insist ♰
C⚙rrect! The m⚙tive f⚙rce kn⚙ws n⚙ b⚙unds, and the s⚙ul is but ⚙ne expressi⚙n ⚙f it
Failure is unique am⚙ng all ⚙ther sin, in that we can turn it int⚙ a virtue when it drives us t⚙ succeed
Ab⚙ve bullets, ab⚙ve blades, care f⚙r y⚙ur s⚙ul ab⚙ve all. Gathalm⚙rians 45:7
There is n⚙ truth in flesh, ⚙nly betrayal. There is n⚙ strength in flesh, ⚙nly weakness Thеre is n⚙ c⚙nstancy in flesh, ⚙nly decay Thеre is n⚙ certainty in flesh but death. Fr⚙m this r⚙tting cage ⚙f bi⚙matter, Machine G⚙d set me free.
K--<someone fucking gets it
I am glad t⚙ see ⚙thers sharing my view. M⚙st ⚙n this site have ⚙nly ven⚙m f⚙r me.
N⚙ task that is easy is ever w⚙rthwhile. This is why I have been given the feeble b⚙dy ⚙f a gutterbl⚙⚙d, s⚙ that I may make it int⚙ s⚙mething ⚙f w⚙rth. I d⚙ n⚙t ask the Machine G⚙d f⚙r a pleasant existence, I ask it f⚙r the c⚙ntinued strength and kn⚙wledge t⚙ ⚙verc⚙me my tribulati⚙ns
♰ while the beginning of your initial statement holds an air of truth, the rest that follows is an utter disappointment. that you might find it worth while to refer to yourself as 'gutterblood' and find no worth in your existence- that is truly what urks me. stop seeking a problem inwardly when it exists on the outside of you. ♰
Hell yeah brO, I wish yOu all the luck n shit On yOur hOly missiOns, and alsO here’s a cig yOu really sOund like yOu. Need it
My existence is ⚙f w⚙rth, but that w⚙rth is small. I seek t⚙ elevate my w⚙rth, in the same way a high quality t⚙⚙l is w⚙rth m⚙re than a l⚙w quality ⚙ne.
♰ the direction you are taking is cowardice. say it like it is. ♰
My s⚙ul is as a c⚙mp⚙nent ⚙f a machine, in its place acc⚙rding t⚙ its functi⚙n. Why sh⚙uld I n⚙t seek t⚙ ensure the c⚙mp⚙nent is as l⚙ng lasting as p⚙ssible?
♰ you should not have to seek it is the first problem, should not feel like there is something within yourself that is broken. that is the main issue ♰
I am n⚙t br⚙ken. My b⚙dy is simply ⚙f a l⚙wer quality than th⚙se ⚙f higher bl⚙⚙d.
I am n⚙t l⚙st, I am right here in my hive. Death itself is scarcely an excuse f⚙r the sin ⚙f duty und⚙ne.
The chirurge⚙n I empl⚙yed f⚙r my spine and and pan surgeries called me a recluse when I inf⚙rmed her I had perf⚙rmed the rest ⚙f my surgeries myself. But I w⚙uld rather perf⚙rm my amputati⚙ns ⚙n myself if I am able. I w⚙uld n⚙t want t⚙ imp⚙se ⚙n an⚙ther’s time.
There is n⚙ c⚙nstancy in flesh but decay. There is n⚙ certainty in flesh but death. Fr⚙m this r⚙tting cage ⚙f bi⚙matter, machine g⚙d set me free.
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