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Monday, March 28, 2005

: Do Anthropidae Dream of Electric Sheep?

The machines made us. They put us together cell by cell and then fed the electrical impulses into our brains. They made us think and they made us believe that we come first. Now we serve them. We enlarge their population at the cost of our own. In the end, the machines will consume the sun and remain in the darkness. They are not afraid of it. Afraid, like they made us to be.


did you enjoy that book? I felt the writing was a tad awkward. I'm currently reading a sci-fi book set in India, 2047. It reminds me so much of your brother. Bah.

I hope you're doing well handsome. When are you ORDing?


TGO  


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