We've got a new set of rules enabling us to apply for grants to take part in experiments of doubtful measures. We've got a new set of tools beyond surgical
We've got a mission. To conquer everything, so that there'll be no one left to question us. No more adaption. At least not from our part. This is not
Ignominious avaricious ruinous impetus. Nebulous sumptuous fictious terminus. Be a part of something bigger. Why don't you join the winning team? Safety
Who am I? What's my game? I can not stay the same. I never stopped to think I am a product of my expectation of what others expect from me. That I expect
I emptied myself completely to make enough room for you. Now I trust in you to guide me, whatever you'll have me do. I know you will make all the right
Now, here you are. What's this? Howcome you're on your own? Keep struggling while your faith is sinking like a stone, and everything around you is crumbling
It leaves a sour taste in my mouth, looking back at me. That one can be so full of doubt in one's will to be. Where did I go wrong to end up where I
What is this meaninglessness that we feel? Why can't I see what you see? Please, tell me. Are there some rules that I never did learn? Are we the only
