I just used the word robot. Robot is actually a cool word to use. It can be used for many things. It can be used to describe a smart individual. It can also be used to describe any of many household appliances, such as a dishwasher, a washing machine, or eve a blender. It can also be used to describe a scientific invention made to better the lives of lazy individuals.
mechanically, unfeeling, joints stiff, glazed over eyes lost in nowhere, sweet mechanical words, I embrace you, hoping to warm your core, overheat your thoughts, melt you back. His touch isn’t enough… just let your mind go, free it to the skies. You’re only human once, a robot for eternity… moving through the life stream, wandering the skies…
An artificial intelligence that will take over the world in an epic battle between human and machine. But we as a people can fight it but can’t because we don’t know the future.
Robots are quite nice. They live with us humans and are created by scientists. They are meant to help and to make life easier. They can talk; not all of them. They think of things that we don’t normally think of.
robots will rule the future where people will have 4 fingers max to push buttons. robotic autonomy is pathetic. i robot makes alias. robots alias could be “people”.
a mechanical product created by humans. Will one day destroy Earth. OH NO! Right now at our mercy, but will progress with time and fight back at us, their oppressors.
I think of a mechanical machine that can do just about anything for you. Cook, clean, talk, drive, etc. I’d like my own robot, and if they were technically advanced right now, I’d get one.. If I had the money of course.. Ha. Where can I buy one?
Why are you so robotic, my dear? You speak in a way I cannot understand. You shield your emotions and memories from the world that wants so badly to let you in, and blame it on your childhood. I did not create those people who killed your life. I did not decide to reach into the past and cause you strife. Come out of your steel cocoon.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a robot. I wanted to have the powers, smarts, and skills of a robot. I wanted to have chrome plating, red eyes, and super strength, and the ability to live forever. I would save animals and be friends with people who didn’t have any. I would save the world!
it was a very odd little fellow, all full of buttons and making odd sounds as he crossed the floor. Not a particularly useful robot, I thought. Maybe he would be good for the children, give them something to do so I could get the baking finished for the tea this weekend. Yes, he can go up to their room.
i see this robot every day. to tell you the truth i thought about it. i see robots everyday not just this one. i see people programmed to say things and make certain expressions according to what they hear. i say how are you they say fine. i see these robots everyday, i am too a robot.
cold, shiny, constantly moving machine
living a life so completely serene
never having the chance to ‘be’
only alive in a hazy dream
one for only a mechanical being
Watched this movie robot and was spellbound by the graphics and technology used. Its a proud moment. A regional movie has made a giant leap in terms of modernity and is a humongous hit!
boo boo beet boo. i like gasoline and making weird noises. R2-D2 boo boo bee boo not like Betty Boop but like a robot. Jetsons. Artificial Intelligence. Why can’t I be a real boy?
are they more human then us? can they supercede us> what will we do with them in the future? can they be our friends? When did robots become a real possibility? Robots are a strange idea. Will robots be made to look human for our comfort? there are so many kinds of robots already but what we haven’t done is maximize there capcity
robots are something that are very weird, they are made to believe they can do things for humans, but in all honesty i think people are just lazy and need to learn to do things for themselves and get up and make a change in the world their selves instead of making things to do it for you.
Isaac Asimov wrote a book that became the movie I, Robot. The word robot came from a Polish root word. I always thought robots are those cool humanoid robots made by Honda.
there was this robot who could feel emotions. this unique robot caused a stir amongst society…does this make the robot human? clearly it was created by man, but by realizing its emotions, it has become cognizant of its existence
She had robotic motions, jerky and lifeless. Her feet would drag across the ground and it would stomp heavily in repeated motions as she went about her day.
There is nothing more depressing than a “robot.” It has such a negative Jetsonian connotation of an emotionless doing machine. Robots do, they repeat, they take the mundane tasks and methodically reproduce actions. What if robots in the future weren’t associated with this monotony, but rather were associated with tools for doing good?
there once was robot who liked to go the zoo. his favourite animals was the kangaroo. He wanted to hop like they did. But as a robot, he had no springs in his legs. One day, our robot friend decided to change this and added springs to his legs. He bounced so high he landed in Australia where a heard of kangaroos took him in. And he lived happily ever after.
a robot is a funny little guy who will do anything you ask him. He belongs to you and you own him… sometimes they are women but for some dumb reason I think of them as male…probably genderless. I think o global positioning system as a female robot because of the voice, of course and I named her Gabriella Priscilla Smith or Prissy for short.
I tried to lock my feelings away, but it was harder than it seemed. I hid the way I truly felt to protect them, to protect myself. I thought I was helping them, until he laughed and said, “You’re like a robot.” The words washed over me, drenching me with misery. Was that all I really was? Had I so easily become nothing more than a robot, feelings locked away, stoic expression? I promised to show how I felt, but I knew even then that it was a promise I wouldn’t keep.
Feeling stuck, helpless, and this is so good but this is so bad
Everything you want me to be I’ll be
I’ve blindfolded myself and listened to every thing you’ve uttered
and put myself into this cast
I’ve lost me but I’ve got you so
despite a heart made of metal fringes
I feel solid
the way plastic must
Am I such a robot that I just follow instructions and wait on these people? Where do they come from that they sit and give orders and I am supposed to come up with eggplant parmigana like a short order cook, because they ask. They want me to parade before them, and then criticise clothes and hair, laugh at me for doing what they ask, rifle though my papers and open and close my books. What real robot do? How should I behave?
robot, one of the most charming objects yet to be perfected. they are so enchantingly adorable that to sketch one is to fall in love. forever. they are the best way to express emotion and feeling, as they can be used in many situations and places. the perfect emoticon.
Sometimes I feel like I am living the life of a robot. I have these assigned tasks that I’m designated to doing, and all human interactions feel unreal. These mundane tasks that hold no inherent meaning, these banal interactions with others that hold no real interest…
if i could dream in black and white, i would write like nothing has ever happened before. this would be quite fantastical. and i would beep. and the clouds would rain gumdrops because everything is better when gumdrops are involved, unless their spicy. i can’t imagine what the world would be like with only spicy gumdrops. i like the fruity ones.
Hard, cold, machine-like. We all act like one nowadays. Drifting around without any meaning or purpose. Simply turning ourselves on, doing our duty for the day and switching off again.
i saw a robot at the supermarket yesterday. I didn’t know if i was dreaming or not, so i looked at my hands to see if the two ink points were still there. but my attention had been captured by a giant lion coming from the back of the robot.
robots are quirky. robots are clunky. robots act kooky. robots are funky. robots are programmed to laser beam humans. Robots have steely personalities. robots understand binary code. robots don’t have tears. Robots! robots are red, robots are blue, robots are alloy….robots dream of Dylan’s Delacrioux…….A robot named August gave a flower to a She-robot named Piper
amazingly tall beasts of red and white with towers coming from their heads withsprinkles and shiny spokes spinning and whirring and grsculating to the viewer drawing you in to their dance waiting until you are close enough to blindside and suck clean
The robot sat silently as he contemplated how to turn the switch on the back of his neck to “off.” He no longer wanted to go through life without a heart.
I just used the word robot. Robot is actually a cool word to use. It can be used for many things. It can be used to describe a smart individual. It can also be used to describe any of many household appliances, such as a dishwasher, a washing machine, or eve a blender. It can also be used to describe a scientific invention made to better the lives of lazy individuals.
mechanically, unfeeling, joints stiff, glazed over eyes lost in nowhere, sweet mechanical words, I embrace you, hoping to warm your core, overheat your thoughts, melt you back. His touch isn’t enough… just let your mind go, free it to the skies. You’re only human once, a robot for eternity… moving through the life stream, wandering the skies…
metal ass
An artificial intelligence that will take over the world in an epic battle between human and machine. But we as a people can fight it but can’t because we don’t know the future.
Robots are quite nice. They live with us humans and are created by scientists. They are meant to help and to make life easier. They can talk; not all of them. They think of things that we don’t normally think of.
robots will rule the future where people will have 4 fingers max to push buttons. robotic autonomy is pathetic. i robot makes alias. robots alias could be “people”.
Dispatched, cabled, roaming. Learn to use your power supply as a jump rope and double dutch to obsolescence.
ok maui
a mechanical product created by humans. Will one day destroy Earth. OH NO! Right now at our mercy, but will progress with time and fight back at us, their oppressors.
I think of a mechanical machine that can do just about anything for you. Cook, clean, talk, drive, etc. I’d like my own robot, and if they were technically advanced right now, I’d get one.. If I had the money of course.. Ha. Where can I buy one?
Why are you so robotic, my dear? You speak in a way I cannot understand. You shield your emotions and memories from the world that wants so badly to let you in, and blame it on your childhood. I did not create those people who killed your life. I did not decide to reach into the past and cause you strife. Come out of your steel cocoon.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a robot. I wanted to have the powers, smarts, and skills of a robot. I wanted to have chrome plating, red eyes, and super strength, and the ability to live forever. I would save animals and be friends with people who didn’t have any. I would save the world!
it was a very odd little fellow, all full of buttons and making odd sounds as he crossed the floor. Not a particularly useful robot, I thought. Maybe he would be good for the children, give them something to do so I could get the baking finished for the tea this weekend. Yes, he can go up to their room.
something mechanical encrusted on the living,
i see this robot every day. to tell you the truth i thought about it. i see robots everyday not just this one. i see people programmed to say things and make certain expressions according to what they hear. i say how are you they say fine. i see these robots everyday, i am too a robot.
cold, shiny, constantly moving machine
living a life so completely serene
never having the chance to ‘be’
only alive in a hazy dream
one for only a mechanical being
Watched this movie robot and was spellbound by the graphics and technology used. Its a proud moment. A regional movie has made a giant leap in terms of modernity and is a humongous hit!
boo boo beet boo. i like gasoline and making weird noises. R2-D2 boo boo bee boo not like Betty Boop but like a robot. Jetsons. Artificial Intelligence. Why can’t I be a real boy?
are they more human then us? can they supercede us> what will we do with them in the future? can they be our friends? When did robots become a real possibility? Robots are a strange idea. Will robots be made to look human for our comfort? there are so many kinds of robots already but what we haven’t done is maximize there capcity
robots are something that are very weird, they are made to believe they can do things for humans, but in all honesty i think people are just lazy and need to learn to do things for themselves and get up and make a change in the world their selves instead of making things to do it for you.
Isaac Asimov wrote a book that became the movie I, Robot. The word robot came from a Polish root word. I always thought robots are those cool humanoid robots made by Honda.
there was this robot who could feel emotions. this unique robot caused a stir amongst society…does this make the robot human? clearly it was created by man, but by realizing its emotions, it has become cognizant of its existence
She had robotic motions, jerky and lifeless. Her feet would drag across the ground and it would stomp heavily in repeated motions as she went about her day.
no heart no soul just a circuit board and sequence of commands. perfect machine meant to improve life on earth. scrap metal for the tossing.
There is nothing more depressing than a “robot.” It has such a negative Jetsonian connotation of an emotionless doing machine. Robots do, they repeat, they take the mundane tasks and methodically reproduce actions. What if robots in the future weren’t associated with this monotony, but rather were associated with tools for doing good?
there once was robot who liked to go the zoo. his favourite animals was the kangaroo. He wanted to hop like they did. But as a robot, he had no springs in his legs. One day, our robot friend decided to change this and added springs to his legs. He bounced so high he landed in Australia where a heard of kangaroos took him in. And he lived happily ever after.
a robot is a funny little guy who will do anything you ask him. He belongs to you and you own him… sometimes they are women but for some dumb reason I think of them as male…probably genderless. I think o global positioning system as a female robot because of the voice, of course and I named her Gabriella Priscilla Smith or Prissy for short.
I tried to lock my feelings away, but it was harder than it seemed. I hid the way I truly felt to protect them, to protect myself. I thought I was helping them, until he laughed and said, “You’re like a robot.” The words washed over me, drenching me with misery. Was that all I really was? Had I so easily become nothing more than a robot, feelings locked away, stoic expression? I promised to show how I felt, but I knew even then that it was a promise I wouldn’t keep.
Feeling stuck, helpless, and this is so good but this is so bad
Everything you want me to be I’ll be
I’ve blindfolded myself and listened to every thing you’ve uttered
and put myself into this cast
I’ve lost me but I’ve got you so
despite a heart made of metal fringes
I feel solid
the way plastic must
ro
bot,
performing the day’s work
ro
bot,
smiling when needed
ro
bot,
emotionless and cold
ro
bot,
burning on the inside
for some expression
for some freedom
late at night when you are sad
but then you wake up and it’s
ro
bot…
Am I such a robot that I just follow instructions and wait on these people? Where do they come from that they sit and give orders and I am supposed to come up with eggplant parmigana like a short order cook, because they ask. They want me to parade before them, and then criticise clothes and hair, laugh at me for doing what they ask, rifle though my papers and open and close my books. What real robot do? How should I behave?
robot, one of the most charming objects yet to be perfected. they are so enchantingly adorable that to sketch one is to fall in love. forever. they are the best way to express emotion and feeling, as they can be used in many situations and places. the perfect emoticon.
Sometimes I feel like I am living the life of a robot. I have these assigned tasks that I’m designated to doing, and all human interactions feel unreal. These mundane tasks that hold no inherent meaning, these banal interactions with others that hold no real interest…
I wish I could be real.
if i could dream in black and white, i would write like nothing has ever happened before. this would be quite fantastical. and i would beep. and the clouds would rain gumdrops because everything is better when gumdrops are involved, unless their spicy. i can’t imagine what the world would be like with only spicy gumdrops. i like the fruity ones.
Hard, cold, machine-like. We all act like one nowadays. Drifting around without any meaning or purpose. Simply turning ourselves on, doing our duty for the day and switching off again.
i saw a robot at the supermarket yesterday. I didn’t know if i was dreaming or not, so i looked at my hands to see if the two ink points were still there. but my attention had been captured by a giant lion coming from the back of the robot.
robots are quirky. robots are clunky. robots act kooky. robots are funky. robots are programmed to laser beam humans. Robots have steely personalities. robots understand binary code. robots don’t have tears. Robots! robots are red, robots are blue, robots are alloy….robots dream of Dylan’s Delacrioux…….A robot named August gave a flower to a She-robot named Piper
amazingly tall beasts of red and white with towers coming from their heads withsprinkles and shiny spokes spinning and whirring and grsculating to the viewer drawing you in to their dance waiting until you are close enough to blindside and suck clean
electronic, moving , animal, robotic,dance,scool, blood, movie, race against time with aliens and spaceshhips
The robot sat silently as he contemplated how to turn the switch on the back of his neck to “off.” He no longer wanted to go through life without a heart.
The fan blew the hairs across her face. Robotic, she swept them back and kept dabbing the towel to soak up the sweat. So, this is what it’s like?