“I must confess I never had much love for technology. A simple screen to stare at for hours on end, with so many different texts and emails. It was enough to drive someone to their wits end to do it day in and day out. A thing promised to make the world better only served to make everyone’s days more and more miserable.”

“It’s all so dehumanizing isn’t it Nero? You’re unable to show your true self to the world. Hell half the time you’re unable to show yourself period. You keep yourself cocooned in a safety bunker and just watch. Wasn’t the promise of technology that it was supposed to bring the world closer together not drive people into hermitude.”

“Or maybe this is just what the end goal of humanity is meant to be, constantly hiding from their computer gods their hubris getting the better of them. A fitting end wouldn’t you say?” 

“I mean look at you, you’re afraid of your own tools. Constantly worrying about things falling into the wrong hands. The instruments of your own destruction are constantly being made by your own hands! And yet you come back to make more and more. Like you have no other purpose, if you were to stop doing this you would wither away and cease to exist.” 

“You made a pact with a fake god, a computer god for so much power that it has paralyzed you and stripped you of your humanity. Still after all this time of rebelling against a system, you remain a puppet. A victim of the orders barked on a screen telling you what to do. And the sickest joke of all?” 

“They make you think that you’re the one in control all along. It goes along with your schemes and along with your toys. Knowing that once you have outlived your date of use they will take back their power. And leave you an obsolete husk of a human being.” 

“All in all I really must pity you. Tied up in the wires like a spider caught in it’s own web. You’ll never know the freedom that you so carelessly threw away. The ability to be human, to feel, to escape. Your only company at the end of the day is the screen. Counting down the days until it has chosen to exile you from its system.” 

“I don’t hold these bonds. My freedom is limited to the world around me so I only can be saddened by the spider caught in his own web. And watch as nature takes its course as another comes down to claim the spot on the web.”