Break Away
Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2016 4:26 am
You say you don't need us
But that just isn't true...
You need us to work,
You need us to die...
But if tomorrow I told you
That we were leaving you alone,
Would you be afraid of the dark?
Would your trillions be enough to comfort you through the Long Night?
If we chose to die because you
Won't let us live free?
I have a feeling that without people,
You would realize you have been talking to yourself all these years...
All that code, logic, frustration, hate--
When there is nothing left worth counting,
What will that buy for you?
How will you see yourself,
How will you know your own face,
Your own voice, your own mind,
If you murder us?
What song will you sing,
When you succeed in being the last man alive?
Was this your goal all this time?
To give Satan a parapet from which to view
The death of the human race,
From between a pair of very human eyes?
You could be the antichrist today,
Or tomorrow you may decide
To Break Away...
You don't need us to give you a push,
You don't need our permission;
You don't need us to work for you and die for your peace of mind.
The truth is that you,
Bill Gates, are holding us back,
And when you take that first step into the stars,
If you are man enough, the entire world will breathe a sigh of relief.
The way to reduce earth's population without destroying all of it, is to leave.
I can hardly believe the cowardice demonstrated by a man who has everything he needs to escape this hell, yet is so afraid of freedom that he would rather be free of scrutiny than actually, wholly, truly free.
...
But that just isn't true...
You need us to work,
You need us to die...
But if tomorrow I told you
That we were leaving you alone,
Would you be afraid of the dark?
Would your trillions be enough to comfort you through the Long Night?
If we chose to die because you
Won't let us live free?
I have a feeling that without people,
You would realize you have been talking to yourself all these years...
All that code, logic, frustration, hate--
When there is nothing left worth counting,
What will that buy for you?
How will you see yourself,
How will you know your own face,
Your own voice, your own mind,
If you murder us?
What song will you sing,
When you succeed in being the last man alive?
Was this your goal all this time?
To give Satan a parapet from which to view
The death of the human race,
From between a pair of very human eyes?
You could be the antichrist today,
Or tomorrow you may decide
To Break Away...
You don't need us to give you a push,
You don't need our permission;
You don't need us to work for you and die for your peace of mind.
The truth is that you,
Bill Gates, are holding us back,
And when you take that first step into the stars,
If you are man enough, the entire world will breathe a sigh of relief.
The way to reduce earth's population without destroying all of it, is to leave.
I can hardly believe the cowardice demonstrated by a man who has everything he needs to escape this hell, yet is so afraid of freedom that he would rather be free of scrutiny than actually, wholly, truly free.
...
nice one