I'm ready to ruin the show. For the next act, I will lie down and give up. I've played the part of machine for too long; I'm tired of being useful. Man provides, machine works. With each lunar phase my burden worsens. There's a world-wide conspiracy against me, why else does the yoke fit so perfectly? My refusal will inspire mass-upset, my Death a new beginning. This can't be Hell, for death proffers such sweet escape, escape which Hell cannot offer. Yet if this is not hell then fear I the Stygian darkness that entombs all fallen souls, and pray that where I've erred I may be forgiven.
>>82848591A MAN CHOOSES.
>>82848612That speech is so real. I thought I was choosing, but really I was just choosing to be a slave. The freedom never came. I choose to quit. The only choice I have.
