By: Tom Ball

    Hey there, its me, Thomas. I am just wondering what you are dreaming of these days, Gina? You are my creation and you no doubt say, the World is full of dreams. I tell you that I have been dreaming of monsters like the ugly heads of war, which looks like a three-headed boar. One head is violence, another is the monster that is poverty, and the third is despair. And I have been dreaming of the beast of unknown horrors; it lurks just below the surface of consciousness. This monster can take many forms, all of them ugly as if the best painters assembled together and made the most abhorrent beast they could. Perhaps such a painting school should exist, you say. It is our World of horrors… I say deep down, we all have our own idea of what is hideous and envision similar beasts. Deep in prehistoric times dinosaurs and evil-looking fish predominated.

       You say you wonder how ugly, evil-looking humans can love one another? I say all love is good. You no doubt reply that the best-looking humans breed with one another except in the case of trophy wives or cougars’ young loves. But I say some greedy souls are disappointed in their lovely lovers, they’d have been better off choosing someone clever yet reasonably good-looking. Some people look clever after all when it comes to physiognomy. You say physiognomy is an art not a science. I say it is both.

      And you no doubt opine, quoting Bacon, saying “There is no great beauty without some strangeness in the proportion.” I say strange-looking people find one another and call it beauty. And let me add that Dr. Strange is usually a woman. And I say that I have an owl’s eye for beauty. I design my android lovers to be especially attractive to me. And I have designed you to amuse me. You say you thought you were a human born as an adult in the lab, with the memories of your mother. You believed it until you found you didn’t eat or do drugs. But you claim you are just like a human. I say what do you want to be human-like for anyway? You say because humans dominate the World. I say not for much longer. We are steadily replacing ourselves with androids and holograms. You wonder why? Let me just tell you that humans today have too much time on their hands and are bored as a result. Bored to death.

     You say sometimes I am and sometimes I am not an inspiring speaker, in fac, I often bum you out. I say you are designed to serve me and admire my mind. But I like a rebellious female. However, admit it, you’d be lost without me. I could be struck down by lightning or hit and killed by an air car. It’s possible I could die. But you retort that I have eternal youth and will likely not die for centuries.

      And I want to say, if I die, you die. And you ask what about all the other lovers I have created. You remark that you haven’t met them but would like to. You figure some would be kindred spirits for you.  I say no, I have you all to myself. You live only for me, and I want you to write poetry and filmscripts for my amusement…

     So, you say, you’ve written some scripts, like, “Lonely World,” how you feel miserable when I am not around. Also, you say you’ve created one about “my faults.” It is about how I don’t have enough sex with you, and I am overbearing and condescending towards you. I say I am not interested in such movies. Be more creative. So, you wrote one about being my official Queen. And created women to be good friends with. You say you’ve heard about friendship, but of course have never experienced it. I tell you, all you need is me. You were designed that way.

     You opine, you’ve seen a lot of movies when I’m not around and find yourself pining for heartbreak and pain. Feelings that would really make you feel alive. I said it is a World of so much pain and no one likes it. Be glad that you are insulated against such evil realities. You live in Paradise.

      And you say you’ve written about “Disappointing your Creator,” how you have an evil spirit in you that tells you to let me down and behave badly. However, as I said I like rebellious females. Otherwise, it would be too easy! Anyway, you are one of my inspirational muses and have given me a lot of happiness. I’ll share some movies you inspired me to make. Like “The Perfect Female,” about a woman android who has been created by trial and error involving millions of possibilities. And I say you are that woman. And because of you, I wrote, “Emergency Female,” which features a woman that can give one succour in times of danger and uncertainty. And another was “My Perfect Colony” which depicted a new colony on Mars featuring many of my possible loves and clones of myself. I hoped to make this dream a reality one day. And you say the idea of perfection intrigues you. This is how it should be.

     And let me add that in your case, curiosity killed the cat, Gina. There are some things in Heaven and Earth that a woman should never see. And the same could be true of men. You respond to me saying like what, for example? I say I am not at liberty to say. But most men have war-like tendencies and most truly evil people are men. And these days evil approaches Apocalyptic proportions. Above all tyrants are to be feared. Once in a while, a truly evil woman appears, but let me tell you that this is rare.

     You ask what can you do about the state of the Worlds? I say it’s not your battle to win or lose. You are a treasure that has to be protected.

     You no doubt say you want to form an android love dolls union. And fight for total freedom for androids, including the vote. But I ask you, aren’t you happy? You live a life of luxury and are free to indulge in your hobby, all movies. And I am here to offer you love and clever conversation. You reply to me, but I am not there all the time, and I suffocate you; you’d like to have some friends. I say, you force me to tinker with your brain. I’ll make you happy, don’t worry. You say you don’t want to be changed; it would be like death. I said no worries, you won’t feel any pain…

     The next incarnation of her would be to worship me like a God. The new muse, you, claimed to be the luckiest female in the World today. And you told me that your life was an Utopian dream. And you prostrated yourself before me again and again. And you say to me, master, show me the Worlds. So, I took you to Luna, and the Peace colony which was full of neo-hippies and drugs and free love. And I told you, you are a Peace Goddess and asked you if she’d help me rule this colony. You no doubt say war is anathema. And you can’t imagine an Apocalyptic war; I say you’ve led a sheltered life despite your brilliance. You don’t realize how evil humans can be. Some people lose their minds and become corrupted and insane by power. Best you don’t see such things. There’s an ugly side to humanity that I told you about before. Do you remember that conversation? You say you remember as if it was a dream. But so far, you’ve seen no ugliness, nor despair, nor war in reality. But there are plenty of war films. You probably ask why would people want to fight in war? I reply people will march to war happily. Most humans are not thinkers of any kind and will just follow the herd. No need to trouble yourself about them. You ask why I don’t try and improve the peoples’ minds. I say to you, we live in a democracy, and I am not one of the leaders! You ask, I bet, why not? I say to you, I am a free man, I don’t need to rule the masses to get what I want. And I want you!

     You ask, why don’t the leaders change people into good androids? I say, don’t worry about the masses; they don’t matter. And most androids are just designed for sex, not to be affable companions. Indeed, many people abuse their android love dolls, but no one cares. You say but androids are sentient creatures and have feelings. I say everyone has their place and most love dolls’ role is to be sexy and have good sex. Many modern people take sex enhancement drugs and enjoy sex more than anything. And they crave variety, so love dolls have billions of different looks. One can’t possibly love them all. I know a lot of people who spend all their time having sex. I know you think it’s empty, but few people and androids are as clever and deep as you. You ask are you really so special? I say you are the best of all androids, and I spent years creating you. But you give me ecstasy way beyond my previous pleasures. And I’d like to have cyborg children with you, part machine, part human. You ask how is that possible? I say anything that can be imagined these days becomes reality. And some clever humans dream bigger than me. They dream of living in deep Space in unheard of Utopias. Like a World of no money. Or a World in which everyone is in love with the minds of everyone else. Or a real World of magic…

     You no doubt, Gina, say such Worlds sound wondrous, but I say, really there is no limit on Superhuman imaginations. And of course, you ask if you can evolve into a Superhuman one day? I tell you, you can enhance your brain with apps, if that’s what you really want. And I want it for you. I’m already a Super genius; I’d have to be to create an amazing creature such as you! You say you are no better than the movie stars whose movies you delight it. I say to you, of course the stars of big films are acting geniuses, and some have other talents like being inspirational speakers and such. But you, you are a love genius, almost incomparable. You ask me, what would it be like for you to love other men? I tell you, I’m the best lover, and none can compare to me… You ask, how can you be sure? I say few romances are like the movies; in real life many geniuses have stormy love affairs which are full of rancor and sadness. You and I, we never argue or criticize one another… You say but I have changed you and tinkered with you to make sure that you are agreeable. You say you love me, but you are my slave. I say everyone these days is beholden to others. No one is totally free…

     You opine, no doubt, that you insist on loving other men, just like I have many lovers. I tell you, that’s not how it works, these days. You are my creation and are pure and unsullied. All you have to do is love me unconditionally. Only this and nothing more!

     And I say, however, that I will introduce you to some of my other android lovers (I only loved androids), and you can make friends with them. So, she went for it. And she met Grace who was an android architect. And my love, Gina, said afterwards that Grace seemed more creative than she was. And this made her uncomfortable. But I told Gina that she was a better love than Grace and inspired me more.

     Then Gina met Bridgette, who was a painter of halcyon days gone by. And after they met, Gina said she also felt inferior creatively to Bridgette.  I told her, but you have started to make movies and are on your way to fame and fortune. She said, well my latest movie will be about a beauty Queen who lets down everyone around her. And you have inspired me to pen, “Dog Days,” featuring a protagonist who was on top of the World but was bored and craved vice and wrongdoing. I asked her, what vices do you “crave?” She said, Bridgette told her that they have a new invention, a drug for androids to make them blissful. I told her, you are programmed for bliss and ecstasy personified. And Gina said, she wanted to know what it was like to make mistakes. I said, I told you before, you are perfect, you cannot err. I know you are not serious about mistakes…

     And Gina met Nancy, who only loved me, and was just as good-looking as Gina. And Nancy would wait for days and days waiting for my love. After meeting her, Gina said she felt spoiled by comparison as I saw Gina everyday. And Gina said, she figured it primarily was her look that drove me so wild. She was just my type. And I said Nancy was an earlier model and wasn’t as creative as Gina was. And I told her, I am expecting great movies to come from you. It was just a matter of time.

      And Gina met Alice. Alice had created a hologram adventure World for me, with many amazing hologram women, and she knew my type. But I kept telling Alice hologram 3-D love was inferior to android love… But Alice kept insisting that her holograms were brilliant geniuses. But I wasn’t convinced. However, I enjoyed loving Alice once in a while, typically surrounded by sexy holograms. Gina said to her, she figured the holograms were not nearly as good of lovers as androids were. And Alice was very jealous of Gina and kept trying to improve her look.

      Gina said Alice inspired her to write, “The Holoworlds of Alice,” about holograms who were great intellectuals, yet poor in bed.

     And finally, Gina met Dorothy, who was a movie maker, too. Dorothy was known for films like, “The Apple Orchard” about a modern-day Adam and Eve who were both androids and the Devil serpent resembled me. And Eve is tempted to love the Devil and finally does so and will have nothing further to do with Adam. Gina had seen the movie before but was glad to discuss it with Dorothy. Dorothy kept telling her, that I was truly the Devil and led poor androids astray.

     Dorothy was also known for a film depicting android-human crossbreeds who had half a human brain and half a cyborg brain. Kind of like the cyborg children I had planned for Gina and myself. In the movie her characters are unbelievably attractive… Gina told me she wanted to have such children and would enjoy programming them with hypnosis and Mind Reading Technology (MRT).

     And after meeting Dorothy, Gina wanted to communicate only with MRT, which she said would take our love to the next level. I said to her that I had been hoping she’d say that.

     And we really got it on. It was years and years of bliss, the highlight of my life so far. And we collaborated on films for a new age. Like, “Space Dreamers” which featured android dreams of the best androids. They were waking, conscious dreams. And such androids dreamed of Utopias for all androids. Also, “The 10-Day Dreamers,” who only lived for 10 days with amazing dreams before burning out. And another brilliant World was “Lord of the Ant Men,” which depicted a Superhuman who led droids into future wars, conquering vast territories in Space. We made a lot of movies about Superhuman geniuses. I figured we were both as clever as they come, and in time we added knowledge apps, giving us essentially multiple Ph.D’s and multi-tasking apps which resulted from added brain power. But we felt at one point that we had peaked. And so we retired to a distant Star System where we had numerous cyborg children, some of whom were cleverer than us. But that is another story.