Martin Aitken

Is this a human problem? If so, I’d like to keep it.

They tell me I can’t carry out my work correctly due to functional maladjustments with respect to certain feelings.

You can still save yourselves. I don’t know if I’m human anymore. Am I human? Does it say in your files what I am?

I know you say I’m not a prisoner here, but the objects have told me otherwise.

Tell me, did you plant this perception in me? Is it a part of the programme? Or did the image come up from inside me, of its own accord?

You’d probably say it was a small world, but not if you have to clean it.

I’d rather be anywhere than wherever I am

That may be crude, but I’ve already said I don’t necessarily share your way of seeing things here. Maybe that’s why you think of me as an offender. Half human. Flesh and technology. Too living.

know the smell of oakmoss, because you’ve planted it inside me, just as you’ve planted the idea that I should love one man only, be loyal to one man only, and that I should allow myself to be courted.

Tell me, did you plant this perception in me? Is it a part of the programme? Or did the image come up from inside me, of its own accord?