Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Machine


Suppose I am done with rhetoric. No question left unanswered will bother me. 
I will fall short just when I am about to see. I will remain blind, age, be
resourceful until I give in to uselessness. There is no life in a place you build
in this industry. We have only delusions, simulations, and now, 
a single idea. We die as soon as we live. 

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