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Like a fly to the ointment, your conscience sticks to it. The limbed and headed machine of pain and undignified suffering is firing up again. It wants to walk the desert. Hurting. Longing. Dancing to disco music.

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a tremendous loneliness comes over you. Everybody in the world is doing something without you

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There-there dead man, you were someone's child. It's all over now.

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It's a gun. That's what they're for. You want a moralist euphemism -- defending your family and your property? I haven't done that. I've used it to kill people.

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A liberal and a pederast. It's what most liberals are.

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Take me to them as a prisoner of war. I have relinquished my weapon, I can no longer serve. No superiors can releive me of my duty, you bulldozed them all into mass graves for trying to free humanity.

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(Nod appreciatively.) "I also live in Hell."

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No. This is somewhere to be. This is all you have, but it's still something. Streets and sodium lights. The sky, the world. You're still alive.

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You dont have medical facilities, you have guns. That's all they give you. Toy guns.

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All human beings care about each other. I cared for... seeing his head explode. And now... god damn this world.

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There is nothing serious in this world. It's a farce.

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They're all traitors -- pigs, rabbits, and dogs. Men without ideals are only animals

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The future teaches you to be alone.

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"My eyesight?" He clears his throat. "Yes. Helps me see all the shit."

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Now i will tell you what it's like for me. For me it is a series of half lit images. A kind of darkness, being intruded upon. Transient. Dim. Moist.

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Yes — you're ready to start building communism again. You've built it before, they've built it before. Hasn't really worked out yet, but neither has love — should we just stop building love, too?

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The sun sets into the sea, but the water does not boil. Instead it turns to liquid gold. For a moment, the world's store of precious metals seems to increase dramatically, and you are rich…