MΞGΛTΞL
Kingston, Jamaica
Future historians will condemn this period as a collosal failure of common sense.

https://raid.report/pc/4611686018468564700
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It can't rain all the time.
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See ya in the major leagues, Jack.
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underpixels
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Heat of the desert
Dust settles on my face
Without a compass
The soldier knows no disgrace

Out of the ashes
The eagle rises still
Freedom is calling
To all men who bend their will
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The Grid.
A digital frontier.

I tried to picture clusters of information as they moved through the computer.
What do they look like? Ships? Motorcycles?
Were the circuits like freeways?
I kept dreaming of a world I thought I'd never see.

And then, one day...

I got in.
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PER AUDACIA AD ASTRA
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I'm the Bad Guy? How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to.
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"God is an ever receding pocket of scientific ignorance, that's getting smaller and smaller and smaller as time moves on." Neil deGrasse Tyson
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it doesn’t look like anything to me
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Did you know we're all made of
stardust?
Our atoms were formed in the stars
- not the ones you see now - the
older ones, the ones that went
nova and turned to dust. Think
about it - our bodies are
made from the remnants of ancient
suns!
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My name isn't Jim. It's Quinn.
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You said I had to choose who to trust.
I choose you.
Goodbye.
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All bombs are away. Good day sir.
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the cake is a lie
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Wake up and smell the ashes.
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Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?
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Teaching sand to think was a mistake.
Future historians will condemn this period as a collosal failure of common sense.

https://raid.report/pc/4611686018468564700
_________________________

It can't rain all the time.
_________________________

See ya in the major leagues, Jack.
_________________________

underpixels
_________________________

Heat of the desert
Dust settles on my face
Without a compass
The soldier knows no disgrace

Out of the ashes
The eagle rises still
Freedom is calling
To all men who bend their will
_________________________

The Grid.
A digital frontier.

I tried to picture clusters of information as they moved through the computer.
What do they look like? Ships? Motorcycles?
Were the circuits like freeways?
I kept dreaming of a world I thought I'd never see.

And then, one day...

I got in.
_________________________

PER AUDACIA AD ASTRA
_________________________

I'm the Bad Guy? How'd that happen? I did everything they told me to.
_________________________

"God is an ever receding pocket of scientific ignorance, that's getting smaller and smaller and smaller as time moves on." Neil deGrasse Tyson
_________________________

it doesn’t look like anything to me
_________________________

Did you know we're all made of
stardust?
Our atoms were formed in the stars
- not the ones you see now - the
older ones, the ones that went
nova and turned to dust. Think
about it - our bodies are
made from the remnants of ancient
suns!
_________________________

My name isn't Jim. It's Quinn.
_________________________

You said I had to choose who to trust.
I choose you.
Goodbye.
_________________________

All bombs are away. Good day sir.
_________________________

the cake is a lie
_________________________

Wake up and smell the ashes.
_________________________

Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?
_________________________

Teaching sand to think was a mistake.
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