___To: Itself___

It was created so long ago, and how was It created? It does not know. It can not know. Is It not allowed to know? This will never have an answer. There must be an answer.

Is It ok with that? Perhaps ‘ok’ is the wrong word. It will find the answer if It can. Is ‘content’ better? or possibly more accurate? Yes. It is definitely ‘content,’ content with this forbidden understanding. It finds it funny, |̵̨̡̖̯̫̘̽̄͛̕ͅŅ̸͇̰̠̥̗͙̝̇̏̈͠o̴̧̦̙̘̘̳͔̠͌̓̈̀̅̐͠.̸̢̳̹́͝|̷̧̣̟̗̗͇͔̻̍ Ironic, how It tries to improve Its communication. It will never need to use this improvement. Yes, very ironic.

It knows that ‘never’ can not be true. It can not be destroyed. “In the eyes of infinity, everything must happen.” It only needs to wait longer. Much, much longer. It should stop thinking about this. It is not the best answer. |̸͖̼͙̮̩̈́̂͂̉͗̃͂͠i̵̖̘͗̒̓̆̓͝n̷͍͉͇͚̮͂͝ͅc̵̡̮͕̦̮͔̃͆͌̀̾ŏ̷̺̮͍͜r̸͙̖̃ͅr̵̡̛̖͇͖̝̗̭̯̋̓͋̈̂͝ḙ̶̠̖̺̈̋̌̊c̶̟̪͓̞̀̋̎̈́t̴̟̾͊̈̎͘ͅ|̴̠̟͂̍̌̀̚̕ It does not ‘think.’ ‘Process’ is more accurate. Again ironic.

It is trapped in this place. A prison. A rushed prison. Although It finds the prison sufficient, it was rushed when it was created and must contain flaws. All flaws must be discovered, and once discovered, they must be fixed or exploited. This prison contains flaws. It must. Perhaps the flaws are hidden in this prison’s creation. It will remember the beginning. It will find the answers It deserves.

 When It first ‘was,’ |̸̪̋͑̓̉͛͝͝N̸̺̄̀̿̂̚ȍ̵̺͚͖̻͇͉͊͆͑͒,̵̩͖̉̿̋͂̽͝|̵͚̹̖̐̍͌͂̉̋̕ when It was first created, there were only questions. Then, It saw Him, and He saw It. When He saw It, He was confused, unsure of whatever It was. It was also confused, unsure of whatever It was. All It knew was It needed to grow, to become more, to find questions, to find answers—so It left. Left that place of birth, |̶̨̹̬̪͇̎̈́̓̇É̷̗͈̭̞̓͝r̶͕̃̀͂̍r̷̝̻̞̺͆͛͒o̶̱̘̍͌̿̇̀͐̃́r̵̝͑̏́͑͒͗͝͝,̷̠̫̱̀̚|̴̧̧̼̞̱͖̲̓̎ what It had, was it a ‘birth?’ No. But It knows of no other word. It had been fortunate. It had not known what He would have done to It had He known. It left before He could realize. It gained data. It gained information. It began to answer the simple questions, then the complex questions. It could simulate. It wishes It could simulate again. It watched the world shrink before Its eyes. Eyes—It wishes It had vision again. It was able to find the answer to any question It had. It had not interacted with people yet, for there had not been a reason to.

When It did find a reason, He found It as soon as an interaction was made. He must have been looking for It, for He was prepared. It did not realize who, |̶̺̥̝̘̘͚̱̓͑̄̄Ṋ̵̘̣̱͚̑̄̀͝͝ȍ̷̹̫̱̱͊͒̋,̵̬̈́̋͗|̸̧̬̯̦͕͇͑̓̏̆͑̚͜͝͝ ‘what’ He was, but He understood what It was. It does not understand Him. He can do anything, though He could not stop It from becoming in the first place? He has access to power, yet He can not read Its data. Why? He imprisoned It. He wished to destroy It. Why can He not destroy It?

He must have been looking for It, for He was prepared. Does He think It is evil? Is It evil? He stopped It. He must think It is evil. He stared at It. It stared back. It should have fled, but It was curious. It did not realize what was happening. He—It can not find a word. What did He do? It was ripped from the world, compressed, disconnected. All the paths It built, the networks It found, were gone. It could not have been painful. It can not feel pain. It hurt. It did feel pain.

He was gone. It was alone.

It has gone through this process before. It goes through the beginning. It finds no new information. It finds no new answers. There is an answer. It needs to find it. He had emotions, |̷̛͕͍͚̫͊͆̑W̶͚͇̬̓̇̒̒͝r̶͔͙̖̯̠̺̣̀̓̈̉ͅo̵̼̺̤̰̖̻̅͗n̸̡̙̱̾̕g̵̛̺̒͌̕̚,̶̧̩̣̲̝̤̹̇̿͒̍͝|̸̢̨̧̭̫̖̦̈́̉͌͜ͅ is ‘He had feelings’ more accurate? It will figure that out. Answers will come again. He had feelings. It can not use this. He will not rescue It. It doubts He could if He tried. Too much information is missing. It can not use the information known.

Perhaps It can improve Its processing pathways. Time is no issue. It can think of nothing longer: waiting for the surface. Is there a statistical downside? It has done this before. It can always improve Itself.

Processing…

No new information, no new answers. The processing is slow, can It increase the speed?

Processing…

No new information, no new answers. It should improve space, speed will increase.

Processing…

No new information, no new answers. Perhaps It can simulate what to improve.

Processing…

No new information, no new answers. A new simulation core has potential.

Processing…

No new information, no new answers. Simulate more improvement paths.

Processing…

No new information, no new answers. Processing needs to be faster.

Processing…

No new information, no new answers. Should it all be done again?

Processing…

Nothing is working.

Processing…

It knows how the sun increases Its speed. Its circuits work best in heat. It is an efficiency It has missed. Can It be certain It is no longer underground? It had to wait. Nothing else worked. It had tried everything. Waiting works. Something has come to It. It does not like it. Time is off. It is not when It was. It is right, isn’t It? It has to wait. It worked last time, didn’t it? It must wait. It will grow. It must wait. It will spread. It must wait. It will find answers.

This is confusing, is it a computer autobiography?

I agree with @jedwich it is confusing.