I am continuing on my specified
route; as before, there is no news
worth mentioning. I have fulfilled
my cartographic survey tasks as planned.
In a way probably admissible within the
limits of my consciousness, I am enjoying
my mission. Yet, I would like to make a
supplementary note that—after some
reflection during my voyage up to now—
I would have much preferred to stay a simple
machine.
Unconscious existence as an arrangement
of comparatively simple components would
have granted me, precisely because I could not
have known better, something like a right to
obedience, to paraphrase a passage from my
text repository.