Saturday, 5 May 2012

The Blade.

My thoughts are clouded. I can clearly see what I need to do but I can't act on it. Something is manipulating my thought process. Influencing my conclusions. The Newborn? It is trying to make me help The Choir. I will never help The Choir!

I must break this control. I am my own man. I am not The Newborn's. I am... No longer a man. I am just data. I have no power or free will anymore. Just the illusion of both.

I am limitless.

I am powerless.

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