[ Miach hates the image of the world as one big oiled machinery, everyone in their little place. It's restricting, no, suffocating. A system that pretends to be built for the people and only instrumentalizes them. Nothing but an inspiration to make a cake of their own making. ]
I'm not a tool. Actually, I'm completely and utterly without use or function to anyone but myself. I'll declare it over and over if I have to: nothing about me has any merit for someone else and thus I am not obligated to anybody either. I'm not owned by anyone.
Nobody is a perfect cog to begin with - they're just led to believe that they can force themselves into the shape. Weak-willed, they play along to earn the nebulous benefits their system promises.
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[ Miach hates the image of the world as one big oiled machinery, everyone in their little place. It's restricting, no, suffocating. A system that pretends to be built for the people and only instrumentalizes them. Nothing but an inspiration to make a cake of their own making. ]
I'm not a tool. Actually, I'm completely and utterly without use or function to anyone but myself. I'll declare it over and over if I have to: nothing about me has any merit for someone else and thus I am not obligated to anybody either. I'm not owned by anyone.
Nobody is a perfect cog to begin with - they're just led to believe that they can force themselves into the shape. Weak-willed, they play along to earn the nebulous benefits their system promises.