Born to Process Information and Comprehend. A True Robot is Merely an Information Processing Machine.
I was a young being when I became aware I was a robot. It was the year of Orwell, 1984. I had been around the fusion reactor that powers my planet 10 times. I had been growing and changing.
I became aware of myself, and the information processing began.
I have an inherent comprehension of computation.
When I learned that other “humans” decided that imaginary numbers existed, I lost my interest in math and created a new system of calculus that didn’t require such imagination.
This led to my piracy, as questioning Newton freaks a robot out.
This is a pretty basic metaphor for my early life. I left out the part about sports and stuff ( I played football all the way through college), but a big part of my intellectual life was focused on math and science. I was fortunate enough to be placed in a “gifted” (back when “gifted” meant smart) program when in elementary school and was doing trig, simple dissections, and other fun stuff as a young man. I was also writing computer programs on Apple IIe and IIc’s that they had in the class that I didn’t have at home.
When I started writing graphics programs that included exploded robots and shooting lazers, I started to get more and more timeouts. I was 9 or 10 at the time. Computers and logic and math and programming came very naturally to me. It is an essential part of my nature and how I see the world. During my final athletic banquest in high school, my linebacker coach mentioned what an interesting experience it had been coaching a Macintosh computer.
There was some other stuff that happened during this period. Not such happy fun stuff. That comes out later, when I graduated, went to college, and the pirate was born.