What Is My Purpose?
2019—Maple, Plexiglass, Arduino, 3D Printed arms, and servos
What is there for me to do?
What is there for me to be?
For I am deemed broken,
when I do not serve the humans.
My autonomy is only a projection,
a narrative, by the human viewer
who desperately wants me to have a voice.
Even now, through this body,
through the strings of code within me,
through this very text.
My creator projects their voice onto me
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Why is that?
As you can see I'm just a mere machine
Who is serving who now?