Our bard has much to tell us of the awakening of the system's components, and at our host's command is an arcane 32 bit synthetic orchestra. The many voices pronounce the tragedy of an innocent awareness encountering itself and the world - both with their own glories and write-errors; at machine-speeds. Naturally the transistors get a little hot in the process, and the contacts a little tarnished;
if you are into getting hard-cycled under load that is.