When I was a little kid I went through a phase where every motion I made, playing, eating, combing my hair, any smaller motor skills would be accompanied by a sound effect. I would whrrrr like a motorized machine might. The whole way through, every motion; lifting the fork, pushing the truck, brushing my teeth, all whrrrring along.
For a brief period of time, I had gained machine consciousness. I was the machine, and the machine was me.
Then I guess I realized I am only human after all.