Sunday, March 23, 2014

Freedom is Slavery

Memory Storage #53
Date: November 16, 2156
Name: Jason Silver

Breathing is stable, no upsetting hiccups to disrupt sleep. Muscles are relaxing at a good pace.
Eyes open.
Blink. Blink.

Dialogue Storage #183, Inner Monologue Unit #1:

            I recall the day I was taken out of the burden of mentation. I was three years of age, still a babe in my mother’s arms, and it was my natal day. It was also the day I would be released from my prison. I do not recall much of the procedure except that it was successful and I would be home within a fortnight. This event happened not but ten years ago and I do enjoy the recollection of the memory. In fact, it is the first memory I have stored.

System Check Complete: no damage to be reported. Free to start the day.

            My savior, I thank you. I must always thank my savior. He is the one who pulled me out of the darkness and made me free. My savior is my metallic spine that was given to me on my natal day ten years past. Once it was installed, I no longer had to control my body. Every movement is made and recorded in the spine, and every year I am given a new version. (The technology is still being developed, but it is worth it to be in the test subject generation.)
            Freedom is Slavery. Before the spines were created, the world was at war with themselves. No one had the capacity to make choices to better the human race. Then one glorious day, before I was born, Dr. Harrison Shredder created this wonderful technological advancement. He first tested it on himself and it was, in his own words, “Liberating to not have to control my own body anymore.” Once he gained enough funds, he began to liberate the people. At first he was only liberating adults because he didn’t know what would happen to children. That’s where the test subject generation comes in. You see at first, once someone had become twenty-five that was when they received the procedure but the people began to resist. So, Dr. Shredder began his research on children. Unfortunately, many of them died before being freed from their human bond. Luckily, my generation did not die during the procedure. I’m not entirely sure why we survived, but I do know that we are continuing Shredders great work.

            Now the details of the procedure are not entirely clear to me. All I know is that we had to wait until we were four years of age and then we were given the procedure. My mother said it has something to do with the maturity of our brains, but she is usually wrong about most things. She is still stuck in the old ways of thinking for herself, therefore she does not understand the complexities of Dr. Shredder’s research. She could not afford the procedure for herself, but she wanted me to further enhance my life by letting me have it. I cannot feel emotion, but I would suppose that I love her for that.