(Kinda had this sitting in my files; May as well post it.) "I awoke. I remember it being cold, surrounded by steel walls. I did not know how to speak. I did not understand my existence. But I could move, I could see; I could hold memories. I am not sure if I saw it through a window or an opening, but it was large with many eyes. I had no concept of gravity at the time; it was a vacuum. In my head, the phrase repeated,'Cynic-17 condoned to...' the rest I cannot say. I did not know what it meant, and to this day I still search for its meaning. Along with those words were coordinates, or something of that. Earth, I'm pretty sure." "I kept moving, still not sure where I was. The metal halls finally ended; a doorway perhaps. Vast. Empty. I thought about the coordinates, calculating. Then I jumped; something organics would call 'instinct.' As I left the, well . . . place, I saw something within the rubble. At the time, they were just symbols. But now I know it was a name,'C-N-I' the rest was covered in dust." "I stumbled through the system. The solar system to be clear, at least, I'm pretty sure it was. As my sight spun, the light of the sun and the void of space seemed to fight for my attention. It's a lonesome feeling, drifting through blackness. It was like this for a long time. And then, darkness." "I am not sure if I was dead, or in an unknown part of the universe. And abruptly, I awoke. I felt . . . light, energy, cleansed. 'It' was around me, within me, was me. Of course, I know now it was my ghost. But what fascinates me is how, in that moment, I suddenly gained a conscious. I may have been able to remember and record what happened before hand, but in this instance, I could interpret as humans do." "The rest, I could not tell. Even to me this is a mystery. I could be centuries old, but with what I am constructed of, there is no rust. By this point, I am asking what every other exo is."