Matt Suddain Quotes

God, How I Hate The Future. It's A Cult. A Tyranny Of Progress. And Anyone Who Speaks Against It Is Shunned. But All Tyrannies Must Efficiently Erase The Past If They're To Work. I Like The Past. The Past Was Solid, Simple, And Real. The Rooms Were Large, The Food Was Good, And We Knew Who Our Enemies Were. I Feel Misty For Old Tyrannies. The Ones Which Beat You, Enslaved You, Tried To Break Your Spirit, And In Doing So Gave Your Life The Only Enhancement It Really Needs: A Sense Of Purpose. The Tyranny Of The Future Doesn't Take Away Our Choices; It Swamps Us In Them. It Doesn't Curb Our Freedoms; It Tube-feeds Us With Them Until We Rupture Like Neglected Factory Geese.

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