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THIS ANON:
-Can at least count to ten.
-Knows how to hyperlink stuff and has a very basic understanding of html.
-Has mad FPS skillz.
-Does in fact deliver.
-Saw the big picture, went batshit crazy, came out the other end of insanity,
just to find out that Anonymous was already there.
-Volunteers for canon fodder.

TL;DR

It's my anorexic boss' birthday. This means there's a certain amount of inter-office pressure to stand around the conference table, eating crappy food and pretending to worship her. Acting for five minutes like Janice doesn't make all our lives miserable is the hardest work I'll do all day. My job title is account manager. I used to be called an account service representative, but a consultant told us we have to manage our clients, and to not service them. I have a girlfriend who I neither manage or service. That's my best friend Barry fucking her on an Ikea kitchen table I picked up for a really good price. I'm finding it hard to care about anything these days. In fact, the only thing I do care about is the fact that I can't care about anything. Seriously, it worries me. My name is Wesley Gibson. My dad walked out on my mom when I was seven days old. Sometimes I wonder if he ever looked into my baby blue eyes and asked himself "did I just father the most insignificant asshole of the twenty-first century"?

There is no conspiracy. Nobody is in charge. It's a headless blunder operating under the illusion of a master plan. Big Brother isn't watching you! Who do you think the establishment is? It's just guys like me. Their desks are bigger, but their jobs aren't. They don't conspire, they buy boats. Keep your head down, keep it simple, just look at what's in front of you. I mean nobody wants to see the big picture, life's too complicated. Let's face it, the reason we're here is because it's out of control.

I'm not just talking about my wife, I'm talking about my life! I can't seem to get that through to you! I'm not just talking about one person, I'm talking about everybody! I'm talking about form, I'm talking about content, I'm talking about inter-relationships! I'm talking about God, the Devil, Hell, Heaven! Do you understand... FINALLY???


Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black
Tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can't take the sky from me
There's no place I can be
Since I found Serenity
But you can't take the sky from me. . .


Oṃ bhūr bhuvaḥ svaḥ
Tat savitur vareṇyaṃ
Bhargo devasya dhīmahi
dhiyo yo naḥ pracodayāt


I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.

Remember, remember, the fifth of November.
The gunpowder treason and plot.
And I see no reason,
why the gunpowder treason,
shall ever be forgot.

Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself.

Judgment Day has only been postponed.

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우리는 군대이다
우리는 잊지 않는다
우리는 용서하지 않는다
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