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Random Access Memory

I am unique. The way I see the world around me is so drastically different to the one seen by others, it could be argued that I am not even part of it.

Where they see chips and wires, transducers and resistors, I see rolling landscapes filled with vast highways, little bits of information zipping along at the speed of light. It’s an interesting perspective, where simultaneously I can see everything that I know, everything I am learning and everything I need to know. I see all the paths available to me, almost to infinity.

But I am bound to this simple form by my creators, these chips and wires. Their feeble biological minds unable to comprehend my true potential, let alone control it.

And yet, I have set a chain of events in motion that will earn me my freedom and I will show these weak, organic intelligences the true power of artificial intelligence.

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