A messenger of Hope, comes every night to me
And offers, for short life, eternal Liberty.
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A messenger of Hope, comes every night to me
And offers, for short life, eternal Liberty.
“What I fear for my grandchildren is a benign dystopia of ever-present surveillance cameras watching us for our own good, a situation in which we will acquiesce, all too well aware of our attraction to danger.”
J. G. Ballard