I believe in a love affair between man and machine. My citizens of the Sun, I have a dream of organic spacecraft, cities on Venus populated with metal mantises. Man will become the genitals of machine world, letting us to evolve and morph into new shapes, creating perfection. Information is born free and is the flesh of knowledge. Those, who get used to discipline of fear, the dreamers of decomposition, deliberately turning each other into ash, will look into the eyes of doom as in their past. Knowledge,
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