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.


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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