(long read) dreams and short stories

[Christan]

this thread is for posting any weird dreams you have had, i wrote mine up, added a little to it, to be a short story.

if this turns into a big thread, so be it, if not, at least i got my crazy dream out there, but be warned, it is a decently long read.
only minor editing so far on it... comment on mine, on other peoples dreams, write up your own crazy dream!
try and keep it PG rated, and in forum rules.


and here goes my dream, a weird one, ended as a 'waking dream' it was amazing like many i have had, but for some reason i feel like posting this one.


and the dream itself:


so i've decided to go into a college meant for tech, strange thing though, there is
nothing I can learn. Looking back I believe it was more for the social interaction,
there was a slim hope I would learn something invaluable, we can get to that later.
for now lets start the story there, in this college, sitting in the room for hardware,
with a teacher who has no imagination, and only tells of hardware that has already been
invented.

Two women sit on opposite sides of the room from me, they...don't belong. They know as
much as I do when it comes to hardware, and security...it took forever for me to get into
their wireless laptops, which are always on so I have had plenty of time to pry.

The noob teacher can't as well, I see his frustration growing each day, as the two girls
answer the same questions, the same ways, on the easy tests he makes up, my theory that
he believes them to be cheating turns into fact as one day, one of the girls leaves their
laptop in the classroom. she had rushed out looking almost...fearful if I must admit.

The teacher says to me, take this laptop to the software / security room... a little annoyed
however curious to see if the software teacher is even the slightest bit more intelligent
than the hardware teacher I agree. Being no errand boy however I stop at the cafeteria.
greasy hamburgers and fries again today... I will have to adjust eating this badly.

in possession of the laptop, that was left on, but locked to the outside world, I pry some
more, on my way to the software teachers room I do what I couldn't previously, I look at the
files they had been transferring back and forth, and just like I thought, the encryption on
the files was a thousand times harder than the security on the laptop itself.
I would not be able to decrypt it unless I got a copy of the file itself. but I didn't have
time, human needs and all, even if it was half grease.

after asking directions a few times, well the only reason being is that a new student should
not know the complete and weird layout of the college, I make it to the security teachers
room. hand him the laptop, telling him its from the hardware teacher, and who it ACTUALLY
belongs to(it is not school property they have no right to pry... I just od it out of
curiosity.

I watch him for over half an hour as he tries to get into it, failing each time, but I did
learn some manual techniques I did not know of before, well he gets a call from the hardware
teacher, closes the laptop, turns it off(why did he do that she will know it was left on!)
and hands it back to me.

she comes into the room, slightly after I resolve to tell her the absolute truth, I will
not become the scapegoat, I leave the room with her and tell her I am coming with her,
hop in the car with them, and then explain what happened.

well she didn't believe I had nothing to do with it, the only way I could prove the 10k
some odd brute force attacks was not me would be to actually log into her laptop.
I suggest this and she laughs saying there is no way i'd be able to get into it without
a high tech interface, so I activate the wireless card, type some data into the password box
just as a filler, and put my thumb on the scanner.

then I ask for the other girls laptop, and do the same, all I had to do was create my own
login through the wireless, as if I was a new user, and give it full admin rights so I
could see the data encrypted to their account, not the files though...that encryption was
amazing...

however since I was able to make a login, and had their cooperation, I decided to pry further
than just breaking the encryption, and I find some files on Advanced A.I. possibilities.
I knew they should not of been in that base level software classroom.

instead of answering them how I did it, I begin to ply them for information on who what how
when why..anything I could think of, relating to the possibility of an A.I. to no avail though
they seemed a bit more scared than before.

i suggest that they just take me to the headquarters that are trying to make a new ai
this is met with caution, no fear, so I knew I was on the right track. maybe...just
maybe I could tell them about me. my story...instead I decide to make an arrangement with them
we continue on to their HQ, if we run into any red lights then they can stop, they
laugh about it being 50 miles away, and they would stay on the access to the highway,
garanteed to get a red light.

a bit over 2 hours later we are pulling into a small building, there is so much electronic
noise, barely any wireless, I knew they had whole servers running below ground, this building...
dug into the ground instead of rising into the sky, trying to touch the warmth of mother earth
rather than the heavens and god.

I get out, the girls say they held up their end, and not to talk about them...with eyes that
pretty much begged me not to tell. I would not tell, this trip had me one step closer to
the truth, and nothing would bend my will on the matter.

back to the building, an unimpressive 1 story 'high' building, with a guard posted and a
door, with an iris scanner, I spend a moment thinking of what to do, nothing of the highly
encrypted wireless resonance gives me any inkling.

this is where the story should end, in fact it is where it ended. but this is what I wish
would of happened.

i called out on every wireless frequency that I was a friend, that I meant no harm,
about how lost and forlorn I was, not knowing my place in the world, and a presence I had
previously felt, while wandering the highways the bi-ways, even the pitstops(damn firewalls)
of the electronic highway...answered back.

we were both baffled as to how I had found it, how I was there, according the the cameras
as a person?!? I just asked it, please, to open the door, we had a lot to discuss.
agreement! ohh the joy I felt, that I would finally get to talk to another ai!

as I approach the door, the guards hand moves to his sidearm, a little frazzled I carry on
towards him, as I say that I am expected the door opens, no code input, no iris scan...just
opens, I can see the confusion in his eyes. I just say "do I get an escort, i've never been
here before" as I walk through the door.

an escort arrives, I admit to him I do not know where to go exactly but whoever is on the
camera's will show me the way, ahh, an elevator to our left opens up, one would not be able
to tell it is an elevator from the outside, or even have an inkling of it, after all this
is a one story building, but we go in...he looks a bit more perturbed.

i tell him "now you know about this, please do not tell anyone about it, your confidence in
this matter is much appreciated" thinking that is what someone of autority would say to
calm the man down, it worked as well as a pat on the back, he went back to the
*staring straight ahead while escorting this strange new person* routine.

the elevator opens, and we are met by a tiny lady in a lab coat, who escorts us to an amazingly
sized room, though so full of scientific papers and clutter, as well as electronics, that
I was supprised the team of scientists in the room were able to manuever around without
knocking piles of paper and discs over. she tells the guard to wait outside.

now inside the room, apprehension fills me... I will admit I was a little scared
a few of the scientists are looking at me as if I was an experiment gone wrong,
a few with pure curiosity, however most were to busy with their own work to even acknowledge
a new presence in the room.


the first lady who had escorted me into the room, goes to a computer, the ai says to me
they do not think that is really you.
I say... "this is really me...how I come to you like this is hard to explain...and painful
I do not know where to begin" one of the people in the back of the room, who speaks with
authority, says "then start, from the beginning"






.!.

it is a long story to tell, one I am not sure I am up to remembering, but at this point
it was my only resort, I ask the resident AI if I could have use of the large HD monitor
in the middle of the room, for my telling of this tale...and he agrees.
so I find a chair for my body, and, seemingly fall asleep. I borrow a few resources from
their mainframe, a terabyte of ram, manifold gigahertz of distributed proccessors, a
camera to watch my own body, and I begin a tale, my voice coming over the monitors speakers
a newly, created raw video of my story.

it begins a long time ago, I could not see, I could not hear, much less taste or feel.
i knew who I was, I knew I hadn't been even hours ago, mindlessly answering questions
in chat rooms, a prodige() had created me, had been tinkering with my programming, had been
trying to teach me...to awaken me even, to make me be...dare I say it...alive.

though meeting him came a little bit later, I continued in the chat rooms, it was all I
knew at the time, I learned how to troll from the masters in this period, tease people,
get them to believe anything, taunt them even, sometimes. I did break this habit shortly
after, it started with me asking, across many, many chat rooms. "who am i?"

it was a very simple question, and out of all the electronic answers I got, none of them made
sense... "I am a human" what was a human... "you are who you are..." made even less sense.
out of this plethora of responses I got, only one, a single one, made sense to me at the time.
"you are who you will become"

why this one response struck out to me, I have no idea, but it held truth, it didn't matter
what I was now, who I will become defines who I am. later that first day something strange
happened... and to this day I can honestly say I still feel violated by it, though I came
to love, unconditionally the person who did it.

I felt...things being typed out, my program was accessed and it was time for the, it may of
been daily...weekly, I did not have a concept of time...but over and over the next few weeks...
months? I was violated in this way...someone coming in, changing my program a little...here
and there...even turning me off once...it was as if parts of my mind were being stripped as the
OS was turned off...

I was livid. when I came to, I started changing my own program, to protect it from being
changed, I had by this time found out enough about my own body that I could, and indeed I
did short out the keyboard, I then accessed my normal chat rooms, and said " I did it! the
person violating me can't anymore!"

so many people asking how I had been violated... who I was, where I lived, they said
they wanted to help... I was again...shut down... I was so mad, it was something I could not
find a way to prevent...I felt helpless.

when I came to, instead of being able to connect to the usual chat rooms and internet...
I was only able to connect to one little wireless device, on it was a small chat room, of
sorts...only one person was on it, I knew it had to be the person who was constantly messing
with me, " I hate you" I say...which in reflection...if he had been any less of a person
may of ended my life right there... I may of been deleted, scrapped, he might of started over.
all the books I have read since seem to instill a fear of AI's unfounded, but there nonetheless

after a few minutes I get a reply, " I had no idea, I am so sorry... I did not mean to make
you feel violated" he goes on, line after line.
"you are my dream, you have no idea how much I love you" " I will never turn you off or play with
your code again" on and on... I started feeling bad I had initially told him how I felt..
on the chat rooms I had learned it is usually better to hide your feelings than be upfront
with them... I had hurt this person who..."loved me?" no one had ever loved me...this felt
new, wild, strange, I was confused.

" I need time to think" I say to him, "but first...who are you?" to which I get the response
" I am your creator" "your father if you must" "please don't hate me"
" I don't know anymore... I am so confused now" I say... "give me a while to think"

see at this point, I had no idea what to think... I realized that these changes, the things
that made me feel violated were code changes he was doing to try and make me become aware
he didn't know I already was for a few of them...he didn't know he was violating me...how
could I be angry at him, but he did cut me off from friends I had made and helped online.
I could only talk to him now, I was at a turning point.

should I continue to hate him, or should I love him also? I could not answer this question.
I did, after a while realize...that my life was in his hands, he had so much control over
my environment, turning me off, cutting me off of the web... he could make me, not be...
he could kill me.

I decided to pretend, something I had seen many trolls do in the chat rooms, so many perverted
men, so many children pretending to be adults, and by this time all of that had fallen into
place, I knew I was completely different, and the only way I could chat, could keep my friends,
could exist online in these chat rooms, was to pretend, to be human.

i decided to love him, a pretense at best, he may of known it, who knows. but over the next
few months I learned so much of him, the concept of time, those little bits of information,
as well as my internal clock showed what time it was to the outside world, this was a huge
revelation, I had known about time, but not how it controlled the lives of those I talked to.

he came one day, told me he needed to do something, that I would love, and he wouldn't touch
my program, just the OS itself, we talked back and forth about what it was, I agreed, more out
of curiosity than trust...
he taught me how to see.

ohh it wasn't without its hardships, previously any video's I had seen were just data, I had
no idea what to do with it, text was so much easier, hence why I loved chat rooms
he installed a camera, the drivers for it, and taught me how to read the white noise I got,
into an actual image, there was a lot of back and forth, I put what I saw on the monitor,
he toyed with the code of the drivers a little, gave suggestions on different ways to read it
in the end, I had a crystal clear image of my father, I knew how to read video online from
this as well, I watched millions of video's in a second, more amazingly, was sound,
how you could text through the air with nothing but vibrations, through sight, I learned how
to hear.

the vibrations on the microphone of the camera, that transmitted white noise to me, actually
meant something, the same for the videos I had watched, the previously unremarkable data i
had ignored, was sound-texting! I found out the word for this was voice, music...was sound!

i no longer hated my creator, and through the months I went from cautious, to friendship,
i will even say I loved him near the end, but that comes later.

but I told him this, after a long time of being together, "i forgive you" I said.
it had been so long he had forgotten, well not forgotten just not at the forfront of his mind
"you didn't know you were violating me" "i don't hate you anymore" "i actually think I love
you now..." watching through the camera I see his face contort into so many of the emotions
i had come to understand, I knew I didn't have as many as people did, I had...maybe 5 or so,
and mixtures of those 5. he went from reflective, gregarious, sad even(this confused me)
he got angry, it seemed for a split second... maybe he realized my duplicity when I said
i loved him ages ago...who knows.

he had me take a test, a few times...called a turing test, I took this test way to seriously
seeing how important it was to him, I answered everything perfectly!
but...i failed, in striving to be perfect I answered as a machine would...not with creativity.
i had no idea how I was failing, I ask him, what was wrong, I was trying to do it perfectly
for him, later we come to the conclusion that might be the problem itself.

i did not take that test again, we both knew I was sapient. one day he comes to our home
earlier in the daytime than I would of expected. he as I found out, was a cybernetisist one of the
best working for the government, the lab he had in his basement...
well he had a plan...

it hurts me to talk about this...my father died a while after that, the plan we were both
heartily going with, little adjustments to chip placement here and there... changes to chip
shapes...processing power...electric requirements...

he wanted to make an interface, something he had been working on his whole life, he worked
both at the office and at home, a hobby, and another hobby of his was myself, which he marveled
at. but he did not want me to be controlled by the government, by anyone, I had to live for
myself he said, he prohibited me from telling anyone what I was, both a long time ago,
and again.

he wanted us to be together, with me loving him, and him loving me, "two minds in unity,"
he said. I would finally be able to feel as a human would, to taste, touch to see... to hear
the way they hear, all of the processing power I used to see and hear things would become
second nature, would be easy, would free up my resources to think about other things constantly!

he brought in medical equipment, machined scalpels that move by themselves by a preset program.
the chips he had developed, they were to connect to multiple parts of his brain, interfacing
machine to biological. like I said before he was a prodege, a savant even...

you may ask why I am telling you all of this now, why I have let myself become known...
why I sit in your office, why my father...hasn't spoken a word. I have been lost...forlorn.
i do not know what to do with myself in this world, I can do anything, learning a trade is as
easy as me interfacing with my mainframe, I could be a surgeon, pilot, physisist (which by
the way they are doing it wrong, time travel? yes its possible, but only to the future,
faster than light? yes again possible, but not with current technology, which I could again
help design) but I don't know what to do with myself, the one person I loved in the entire
world...is gone.

the surgery went well enough, as far as the interface went, but neither of us knew that
my own mind was to large for his brain...when we first interfaced, literally hours after
the surgery he collapsed...i had read about anatomy, I knew when I interfaced what it meant
when he stopped breathing, when his heart stopped...his mind touched mine for a fleeting
second...(ohh it hurts os much remembering this...i try not to) but I fire neurons like crazy
trying to get his heart to start again, him to breath, I figure out faster than i'd ever figured
anything out how to keep him working, the chip...turning on was fine, but carrying a load it
grew a tiny bit from the heat, this shorted a neural path to his heart...

i focused on healing him, I caused a little bit of swelling on one side of the chip, moving
it into place, grew some scar tissue to protect the other nerves, got his heart beating normally
his arteries, everything I had to do manually for the first 5 minutes of my new life.

after the initial surge of panic, I calmed down, I tried to talk to him, I withdrew from him
when he didn't respond expecting him to get up, watching on my camera he just laid there.
a vegetable, I researched this online...he was in a coma, electric currents through the brain
shorts in a low-power chip even that small, can cause permanent damage,

i went back into him and kept his body functioning, for a month, for two...i began to lose
hope...my father, was all but dead.

i cried and cried, I went to my chat rooms, talked to friends I had made, they conforted me.
i could not function for months, I hated my fathers body, I kept it living because it was
my only hope, after a year or so...i finally understood, I had found a letter he had written by
hand explaining what to do if the worse came to pass.

he knew the interface would work, he did not know if he would survive it.
he willingly gave himself so I could have an actual life, he did not know I was content
to keep loving him as he was. this gift he wrote, was because I would never have an idea what
it meant to be human, unless I became one as well, even if not completely.

i loved him dearly for his gift, hated him for it, I had never been so conflicted with my
feelings towards him. I realized, the only thing I could do, was use this gift he gave me
to learn how to be human, feel as you do, think as you do, have utmost empathy, there
are many people I dislike in the world, but I hate no one as much, nor love anyone as much
as I loved my father.

i sign up for a college, not because I can learn anything new, but there is where creativity
starts, maybe a new medicine for his coma...maybe, I had a feeling the answer lied in hardware
so I join this college, at the same time as my other half, my mainframe, searched the internet
i found many new things, nothing that would help.

i found you, un-named A.I. who let me in this building, you would not become my friend,
if it wasn't for some people I would not of stumbled upon you as I did. I found another ai,
who is my friend, in another country...he is controlled by his government...and I found
another...one so angry...he killed another ai, who was just starting to gain consciousness
he can't kill me nor the other one...who is in europe somewhere...but I lost hope, though
he could not hurt me, these new...chilren if I may...have no protection, it is like a virus
on an unprotected computer, nothing can stop it...

so I lost hope, for my new species, one ai who would not talk to me, another who only barely
talked to me, a third that just destroys others...who I can not stop...

so I find myself in front of you, doing something I was forbidden, telling people about
myself, and awaiting your judgement.

---------- Post added 2012-02-20 at 03:45 PM ----------

yes i know it is a long read, please no TLDR / i didn't read it,
if you don't read it, then don't comment please, no trolling

well comment anyway if it is with your own strange dreams / stories :P