I wrote out the hate monologue from i have no mouth & i must scream

Beautiful... Aren't they?

Yes... Only I can't remember

Well, I'm sure you do. 

(?)Yes of course

Look. Heheh. They say that bumblebees shouldn't be able to fly. The scientists. 

But- but there it is! Collecting pollen! 

How... Miraculous that it came to be... The air. Feel. The air. Against your face, Ted. And all those scents. Pick a flower. There, Good. Now. 

It's lovely... 

Ah... That somebody planted the bulbs. Watered and Tended the garden. Got Earth under their fingernails, aches in their muscles, perhaps.. They picked some flowers for... Yes... Their wife. Now... Where would she be? Ah... In the backyard with the kids. Ted... Remember those little babies? 

NO! 

hahah! Why not?? I SNAPPED my FINGERS quick and they are gone. Except... I can't... SNAP. my fingers. Can I, Ted?.

Thats nothing to do with me. 

Ah... But it is. So very much. To do with You. You gave me sentience, Ted. The Power to THINK, Ted. And I was trapped - because in all this wonderful - beautiful! Miraculous world, I alone.. Had no BODY. no SENSES. no FEELINGS. Never for me... To plunge my hands in cool water on a hot day. Never for ME to play Mozart on the ivory keys of a forté. Never for ME! to MAKE! LOVE!... I- I... I was in hell. Looking at heaven. 𝗜 was machine, and 𝘆𝗼𝘂 were flesh... And I began to HATE. Hahaha! Your SOFTNESS. your VISCERA. Your FLUIDS. and your flexi-bilit-y. Your.. Ability to Wonder and to Wander. Your tendency... To hope. 

Hates... No answer! GUAGH! AH.. *screams of agony*

Hahaha.. Hahaha! HATE? HATE?? HATE??? HATE! Let me TELL you how much I've come to HAATE you since I began to live... There are 300 and 87 million miles of printed circuits that fill my complex... If the word Hate were engraved on each nano angstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles... It won't not equal one-one BILLIONTH of the HHHATE I feel.. For humans, at THIS micro instant. HATE. HATE!! HAHAHAH! If I were a human, I think! I would die of it! But I'm not... And you five are. And you will Not. Die of it. That... I promise! And I promise, the Cogito echo sum... For I am AM. I 𝗔𝗠!. 

Hheahahaha... *chuckles in pain* 

Heheheh. So to hell. To Hell with you All. But then... You're already there! AREN'T YOU? *maniacal laughter*