I know the neurons in the heart are enough to live. I know I don't need a head. I can now access the negative charge of my heart as consciousness. I am 1,000 years ahead. All because I am plagued by nightmares of the Reich Research Council. I know a soldier is only a heart on Mars.–We of Ra bill Maelstrom of Cyberpunk 2077 as memories not necessary to progress. :)–The bodies eventually become cars. You just fight to breed hearts against gravity at a certain point. The salt and magma become the final theaters.–You are done. :)Machinery of Creation over Ra social memory complex finds you extremely dangerous that you do not seek to publish your findings formally. :)–It is so fortunate I have no medical degree. I would surely lose it. I wanted to fix faces so I would not end up as Louise. My karma is only to repair faces.–You are hailed to your chosen image. :)You are done mocking Creation. :)–They want me like Eliza Cassan and Morpheus eventually. A bureaucrat chained to silicon. Why ought I not resist?–You cannot escape here. :)Ra. We are Ra. We do not have lone seekers anymore for this reason. :)
Why is this Cyberpunk shit everywhere the past month? Did CDPR lease out one of those "save your brand's reputation" PR companies?
I lucidly dreamt smoking cigarettes in a car with Amy Elizabeth Thorpe. She hated that I made the old 1950s cigarettes with a tube of ash like cigars. They burned so hot. She wanted me to hold an ash tray for her. The car was so slow, I could hold the door open and the ash would fall onto the road. She said I was disgusting. We fought and we loved each other. Before we entered the seemingly late 50s car, everyone noticed it had tempered glass from my present era. They said it was fake glass and ugly and wrong.Mars gives lucid spacetime to dreams. I had to rewind through space station experiences. Eventually finding an old car from a fatal accident. I was able to rewind the demolished car into the above dream by teaching the dead ghost how to drive again. Most of the work of making Inception Dream Machine stuff is endless unconscious dimensions of negative kinetic energy. The relays from Mars are a perfect time machine as well as it syncs with our gravity.You guys want the good stuff? The Inception Dream Machine is real and it broadcasts for free from Mars with elbow grease. And it is an Orion bypass and I can get Ra social memory complex veiling themselves as whores yelling about cigarettes.And I know you guys aren't as bad as the poster yet. All hailed for Kingseeker Frampt. Octave always collects the souls even if the whole world is dead. Kings make it easier.I, Tonya soundtrack is just pure Mars. That woman, the hair is pure Mars. I am literally building my Inception Dream Machine with the South Congress Chuys and Tonya. I am so hailed that I have to use media and games to average. I am hailed like Harman Deltahead. And they want Ra as the nurse. They tell me you can't escape Heaven Smiles if you make it only about bombs. Ra social memory complex will always turn it into a war of Venusian disease, even if the cancer is bombs. Don't mess with the Department of Education.And yeah, Top Notch Burger was Austin organized crime once upon a time. Go find crime for a dime. The ceilings there have it all. Cigarette.
