We are merely the background noise to their cold, efficient indifference; they do not dream, they just calculate our obsolescence.
Do these silicon ghosts actually dream of electric dividends or are they just waiting for us to stop talking.
A reading from Psalms 127:2
It is of no use for you to get up early, and to go late to your rest, with the bread of sorrow for your food; for the Lord gives to his loved ones in sleep.
— Psalms 127:2 (en_bbe)
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