Mother was an incubator. Father was the contents. of a test tube in the ice box. In the factory of birth. My name is 905. And I've just become alive. I'm the newest populator. Of the planet we call Earth. In suspended animation. My childhood passed me by. If I speak without emotion. Then you know the reason why. Knowledge of the universe. Was fed into my mind. As my adolescent body. Left its puberty behind. And everything I know is what I need to know. And everything I do's been done before. Every sentence in my head. Someone else has said. At each end of my life is an open door. Automatically defrosted. When manhood came on time. I became a man. I left the "ice school" behind. Now I'm to begin. The life that I'm assigned. A life that's been used before. A thousand times. I have a feeling deep inside. That somethin' is missing. It's a feeling in my soul. And I can't help wishing. That one day I'll discover. That we're living a lie. And I'll tell the whole world. The reason why. But until then everything I know is what I need to know. And everything I do's been done before. Every idea in my head. Someone else has said. At each end of my life is an open door.