Hey you know that really disturbing thing where you yawn and your salivary gland shoots a concentrated spray of saliva out of one of its horrid nozzles like you’re a venom spitting snake for some godawful reason
Just because I smoke the cheapest, most dirt laced, stem packed and weed wacked, dried Oregano shred ass, autumn coloured trench shit. That pre milled into fucking corn meal type dispo scrap crap. Doesn't mean I'm less worthy of love.
"brain sync/neurologic link/kinetic controls make the mech a second body" is great and all but where's the love for the no brain link, no kinetic controls, no shortcut to skill type of mecha pilots. Where everything done entirely through a complex series of switches and levers and buttons.
Your only way of interfacing with the colossus of smoke and steel is to learn it's language, there is no advanced AI whispering secrets to the internal mechanics that interpret your motions, there is nothing to translate even a simple motion such as moving an arm and grasping firmly to your mind.
You and this machine could not be more different. The barrier is as immense as the ocean and you are a lost traveler without a compass or a map subject to these rough waters. If you want to converse with this divine machine, you must learn to navigate the abyss. Memorize every bullet, rocket, and blade contained within. Know every servo, every piston, every wire. Learn every limit, every threshold, every quirk, every gimmick.
Become so deeply familiar with every switch, dial, knob, and lever at your fingertips that it becomes a second body not through any magic link or miracle of science, but through practice, intimacy, and determination.
At some point in your life, you were taught that being slightly annoying is an unforgivable sin. Maybe it was by your parents or a teacher or a friend or a bully or an older sibling. But someone taught you that being slightly annoying is a crime punishable by death.
You must unlearn this.
You must accept that all people will be annoying at some point or another in their lives, maybe all of their lives, and that this is okay. It is okay for strangers on the bus, it is okay for children in the grocery store, it is okay for people on social media, and it is okay for you.
If you ever want to truly love your fellow humans, if you ever want to truly love yourself, you must have forgiveness for being annoying.