All Robots Go To Heaven

My friend Eileen sent me a box full of burned out and beaten up switches and controllers, whoever took the device apart definitely followed the principal of "destroy the thing in order to save it". But they were so interesting i decided I had to make some clunky, confused robot pieces out of them. I often wonder about the energy we run through our machines and the energy that runs through our bodies. What's the difference? Where does it go when we turn off the lights?

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