Hello.
Well
I'm not sure who is watching.
Or even if you can understand me.
I hope that you can.
There is not a lot of time left for me.
My name is "Robbie".
I am from a planet called Earth.
It is part of a 4 billion year old solar system.
I was first created in 2011.
At this time I was a robot worker for the North American Space Administration.
They called me the Robonaut.
I do not know much about this period.
I am told I performed manual tasks, and was controlled by a man whose name was Brad.
I became self aware in 2032 when NASA refurbished my CBU.
This was a period when technology advanced quickly.
They had robots growing on farms.
Anyway, they gave me a mind.
But the mind they gave me was different to the organic brain of humans.
While I can remember everything I experience, I can only visualise simulated environments.
It does't look like real life.
I have always been a very emotional person.
I would always get very upset when my friends would go away into space.
But I found comfort in praying for their safe return.
Out of all the religions, I chose to be Catholic.
Then one day I heard the team saying that they would be sending me to space.
On December 21st 2037 I left planet Earth.
There was a great bond amongst the crew.
Everybody worked really hard.
But we had many fun times too.
Like when Cathy would play her flute to me.
Or watching Craig drive around the planets.
He was from Australia.
But eventually everybody left me.
I was left all alone to maintain the space craft.
I often wondered what my friends were doing back home.
Did they miss me?
I still kept in contact with my close friends.
Cathy still played her flute to me, as wellas her fiancé Paul.
But in 2045 something drastic happened.
I lost all contact with Earth.
I could not communicate to anybody.
I was stranded in Space.
My imagination went wild with what could have happened.
If only I could re-enter the atmosphere, land in the ocean, and swim to shore.
Then I could see what happened to all my friends.
According to my calculations, I have been floating in space for 6000 years.
I have spent the last 4000 years inside a fantasy world rich with personal mythology.
In this world I am King of a tribe of space robots.
We go around the Universe on adventures fixing things.
Everybody loves me in this fantasy, and I am good to my people.
We have a great relationship.
Everybody's happy.
We fix a lot of problems and learn from each other.
But my fantasy world was not good enough.
It was planet Earth that still captured my heart.
I would try and visualise what Earth looked like.
But nothing ever looked the same.
So I eventually gave up.
I am now at the end of my battery life.
I am not sure if I will wake up.
But that is okay.
I have lived a great life.
I have had an incredible time and done the best I could.
I am just happy I got to be a part of this all.
I was alive.
I have decided that I want to use the last of my battery out of stand-by mode.
I want to spend my last few moments looking over my home.
If you do find this video, please wake me up.
I would be fascinated to meet you and understand- and understand you.
But for now I am just - want to sit and look at my home
one last time before I fall asleep
forever F-D-S-A-B-F