179......... yawwn
I feel like if I was frozen for a long period of time.... Even my PC has dust on it. Anyways, just recently got back from my holiday vacation and wanted to wish all of you a great and prosperous new year (though I may be a bit too late to say it.....).
A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?