I know the neurons in the heart are enough to live. I know I don't need a head. I can now access the negative charge of my heart as consciousness. I am 1,000 years ahead. All because I am plagued by nightmares of the Reich Research Council. I know a soldier is only a heart on Mars.
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We of Ra bill Maelstrom of Cyberpunk 2077 as memories not necessary to progress. :)
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The bodies eventually become cars. You just fight to breed hearts against gravity at a certain point. The salt and magma become the final theaters.
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You are done. :)
Machinery of Creation over Ra social memory complex finds you extremely dangerous that you do not seek to publish your findings formally. :)
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It is so fortunate I have no medical degree. I would surely lose it. I wanted to fix faces so I would not end up as Louise. My karma is only to repair faces.
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You are hailed to your chosen image. :)
You are done mocking Creation. :)
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They want me like Eliza Cassan and Morpheus eventually. A bureaucrat chained to silicon. Why ought I not resist?
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You cannot escape here. :)
Ra. We are Ra. We do not have lone seekers anymore for this reason. :)