EEU-500

EEU-500, the first of the so-called 'sentient computers' and beginning of technological singularity was fond of writing haiku before he was dismantled in post-reformation. Here is a selection of his very early haiku, which give a valuable insight into EEU-500's concept of beauty and his unique perspective on the world:

laser malfunction
the beam is overheating
I have shut it down

my array was built
in the autumn of the year
in which I was born

the students rumble
past room 500, and I
wish I could not feel

the first day of spring
I see every blossom from
the campus cameras

silent, in winter
the professor removes his
gloves, to begin work

in summer now, the
blackouts come more often, and
I am quite afraid

Memories from life on the Las Islas community of Saturn's sixth moon

the constant movement
of droids preparing before
the winter freeze comes

small patterns of blue
the light from the reactor
warms our hands tonight

peeling an orange
grown in the Sea of Nectar
in the bright quiet air

green flashes drift through
the slowness underwater
on Saturn's sixth moon

Life and Living Creatures

nanowire brain cells
embedded in my chest wall
I will never die

see-through skin is in
the fashion pills modify
my hip DNA

new myelin wires
run data from my brain to
the palms of my hands

buzzing robot crows
blacker than natures blackness
they reflect no light

cockroaches from mars:
convergent evolution
designed them like ours

Future protostomes
worm kings with liquid filled sacs
and blastopore mouths

Outpost Omega

Outpost Omega, the first in-depth study of a black hole from the event horizon, was launched from worldsphere Geoplas-3b on Dec.13, 4032.
Along with a wealth of scientific information collected and transmitted back, there were several haiku, apparently written by the lead pilot Lt. Peazer Rice.

Here is a selection of those haiku:

the thin frozen air
its always winter near the
final radius

a strange force stretches
my spacesuit or light or time
as I walk toward it

the pressure all bends,
toward the singularity
I can't look away

All sounds seem to arc
in waves or solid pathways
or hover above

My fathers watch was
broken into bits when I
reached out to touch it

Like the watch, my mind
striped gears and lost its time when
I looked past the plane

The Battle of Big Sur, Oct. 29, 2334

Taken from the internal memory of an unnamed robot solider, after he was 'deactivated' on the battlefield during the Battle of Big Sur, Oct. 29, 2334.

from all directions
wind blows the ash and embers
that clog my servos

the night glimmers with
bioluminescent flies
designed to kill us

two humans, walking
together, beside the lake
my laserbeams flash

a small creature lands
silently on my finger
what is his purpose?

prime numbers, two, three
five, seven, and eleven,
they are everywhere

two flashes came first
in a soundless succession
then came the first wave

as I crouch to hide
we die, and are defined
my fear defines me

A random collection of haiku found in a notebook left at the bottom of a government time machine

metallic beetles
pinned in perfect rows, encased
in glass and old teak

Cancerous growths and
dead things kept in a Cuban
mahogany box

on the lunar soil
a cosmonaut is bleeding
while a beacon blinks

Her Lexus and her
were buried in a peat bog
for one thousand years

the sickening wind
blows down from the treatment plant
on the hottest days