THE MACHINE
It exists somewhere in my mind, on a plane too subtle, primitive and complex to fit within the constructs of Jeung or Freud.
The Machine is not anger or rage. It does not interfere with my intellectual capabilities. It does not preclude thought. It is not some form of shock, and does not cloud my mind; if anything, my cognitive abilities are heightened because the emotions are cut out of the loop. It is also not some adrenaline rush. Adrenaline will numb pain, and narrow awareness. The Machine does not do this. You still hurt, and you are very aware of your surroundings.
The Machine is a great and hideous strength. It is a place in the mind that seperates you from what you are doing, while leaving your mental faculties engaged and active. The Machine is unaffected by hunger, pain, or pity.
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