hallucinogenic suicide

I’ve marked you, and the others will recognize you for what you are.

Haven’t you wondered why they treat you as they have?

They know.

warm-metal

You’ll need one of us eventually. You can’t help it – your kind is meant to serve us. You’re cattle to us, meant only to feed in our pastures. You can’t survive any other way – it’s a compulsion, and your deepest flaw.

You’re just a dumb beast that’s stumbled out of your pen. 

Your technology can’t reverse what’s been done. Your machines can’t replace us.

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