Freedom. The notion of freedom is the greatest lie since the dawn of the Express. Freedom is not something you can have. Everyone is bound by the great chains of cause an effect. Karma. Action and reaction. Matter and antimatter. You cannot escape. There is no freedom. To think, to have the notion, of being free, is just a twisted interpretation of what cannot happen. You are bound to your duty, whether you like to admit it or not. We are slaves to the machine. Not the machine of capitalism like some like to point out, but the machine of life. We have to live. We have to drink. We have to eat. We have to sleep. It is a cycle, and you cannot break away without death. Death is the great equalizer. But beyond death won't it just be more of the same?

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