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AMBROSIA
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To stride the earth and walk amongst impurity and filth, man's destiny lies inevitably in a casket, a meal for the worms, to become one with the soil, to drown in insignificance. Perhaps there is no meaning to our struggle, no purpose or end. Our existence, is it a process? Our existence is it a passage? Ambrosia cleanse my blood. Suture my wounds my human weakness.
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DISENGAGE THE RESPIRATOR
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What are you now? Your system of beliefs collapses. Burn the pages your book of fallacies collapses, down. You'll give up. You'll give into delusion. Disbelief. Asphyxiation. Reach for the machine.
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To put my life in the hands of automation is to accept failure to adapt. Failure to adapt to the infrastructure. The infrastructure we built with our own dirty hands. Merge with the helios construct or accept certain death. Certain death imminent.
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IN PERPETUAL NARCOLEPSY
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Force your eyes open. Sever the needle that injects everlasting narcosis, a straight dose of lethargy. The ball and chain, which holds back ambition, thought process and human progression. Those who remain faithful stay sedated. Swallow the pill for it is the will of the master deceiver. To put boundaries on the mind, to establish a hierarchy, a society, a set of rules to keep us clean, a crutch to keep us standing. Religion is the great oppressor. I bite the hand that feeds me perpetual narcolepsy, the ball and chain
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