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Robert Inhuman, about "Death Machine"
I feel like the only positive aspect of cars is being able to go long distances with heavy equipment, but even that is up for debate. There is nothing else positive about them as far as I know. Being in a car somehow changes a person's mentality and ability to realize their own physical vulnerability. People often do things in cars that they might not do on foot or on a bike. I think it is partly the idea that any acts of violence or ruthlessness will be instantly left far behind due to the speed of the car, but ultimately the problem is much deeper than that, at the very core that crafts technology of any kind. So the piece shifts from being simply about the mentality of a car's driver, towards a broader misanthropy that I stand by very firmly. No matter if this is MY species or how my own life is actually panning out over these years, the opinions described in this piece are the basis of how I feel about humanity and the civilized world. If you can't understand what I'm getting at I'd be worried you might never know me very well at all, but I'm trying to explain myself as best I can in records like this.
Think of your life, how it is made up of countless experiences, relationships, dreams... Never forget that any other life you can encounter, regardless of your respect for it or lack of respect for it, has the same nature of having that many collected moments to hold onto, to cherish or revel in, have an identity comprised of them. Think of what it would mean to you for all your experiences to be disintegrated immediately based only on the convenience or luxury of one callous stranger. Always know that it is the same for lives other than your own. Always know that this Earth is bigger than any human empire; bigger than our wants no matter what. The strength of this Earth and the possibility of reasoning beyond my own human capacity is my only element of hope, and the basis of my chosen name and aims.
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I jump into my death machine
and I immediately forget what this world was meant to be
and despite any moments of beauty and fragility
my life has no value in my death machine
indebted to convenience, and stubbornness, and even subtle greeds
when I try to look away, this machine can make hostages of anything
we each must work each day, no matter if we enjoy this working
just to scrape to pay for the maintenance of a weapon and a deathwish
but of course more than just a wish, this death machine is our religion
or rather one callous bible accessory to the religion that is our humanity
an origin not of death itself, but of its association to perversity
an origin not of death itself, but of the arbitrary on/off switches of our machines
an origin of machines, and their uncompromising lack of life
inventions that bypass compassion, inventions that degrade everything
an origin of ownership, of "point to prove", of disharmony
I jump into my death machine
I try to quit while I'm ahead, but I notice that I'm already killing.
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