Love Contrivance (18)

   
   "Love Contrivance (18)"
   
   I, Simon Swiss, wasn't aware of Mr. Teruma.  Anyway, Teruma was Ai's father.  He'd been watching and monitoring me by way of crystals and copper; plus, mechanical devices and such.
   Furthermore, he had fantastically forged Ai in his subterranean laboratory.  A homemade basement in the suburbs of Franklin; specifically, Ai was Artificial Intelligence, an android, but not fully armed with consciousness, but fully animated by conscience.  Teruma did outshine the rest of the underground creators by way of caring for the welfare of Adamkind.  
   Having a premonition about this--I pondered further psychiatric intervention; alas, I folded, not having the money; nevertheless, as art and metaphor had been crafted thousands of years ago for the watching man's futurity, I took hold of the philosophy of it all--embraced the ancients.
   Having a quasi-Terminator, programmed for love and adoration of the One it was made to protect, well, that contrivance, that gadget of good will, well again--it was all cool.