"You mean they stopped?"
Yes indeed, now they reminiss about the good old days with Ming, his thumbscrew, rack, and electrodes. Oh those idylic days of youth and intense pleasure, of love and death, of bright dreams and unbounded hope. Now they are swallowed into the Charybdis of Michael's Discipline. No bright breezy summer days, no budding creativity, no joy in Mudville, no time left for you, no more hopeful Apolyton of yore. There is only moonlight carved out of steel, rigid adamatine discipline, stark unyeilding ORDER. We are the ever STRONGER, ever HARDER, ever OBEDIENT, ULTIMATE APOLYTON!!!!
....... or not.
Yes indeed, now they reminiss about the good old days with Ming, his thumbscrew, rack, and electrodes. Oh those idylic days of youth and intense pleasure, of love and death, of bright dreams and unbounded hope. Now they are swallowed into the Charybdis of Michael's Discipline. No bright breezy summer days, no budding creativity, no joy in Mudville, no time left for you, no more hopeful Apolyton of yore. There is only moonlight carved out of steel, rigid adamatine discipline, stark unyeilding ORDER. We are the ever STRONGER, ever HARDER, ever OBEDIENT, ULTIMATE APOLYTON!!!!
....... or not.
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