(Living in EU)
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Freedom the silly mantra of our civilization, but only those who have been taken freedom have the quiet idea of what freedom means.


If you don't play for Gameplay, but for Progression you're definetly doing something wrong.
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“They ♥♥♥♥ you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.”
― Philip Larkin, High Windows

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Watch your thoughts; they become words.
Watch your words; they become actions.
Watch your actions; they become habits.
Watch your habits; they become your character.
Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.

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There is something about yourself that you don't know.
Something that you will deny even exists, until it's too late to do anything about it.
It's the only reason you get up in the morning.
The only reason you suffer the ♥♥♥♥♥♥ boss, the blood, the sweat and the tears.
This is because you want people to know how good, attractive, generous, funny, wild and clever you really are.
Fear or revere me, but please, think I'm special. We share an addiction. We're approval junkies.
We're all in it for the slap on the back and the gold watch.
The hip-hip-hoo-f***in' rah. Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy.
Shine on you crazy diamond, because we're just monkeys wrapped in suits, begging for the approval of others.

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I am the now of the then. My body is the embodiment of all my ancestors who came before me. They live on in me.

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Field for Field we loosing our Culture ,
Step by Step we borrow our graves,
Piece for Piece we prepare our end until its too late

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Lonni Jung: And what do you sacrifice?

Luthen Rael: Calm. Kindness. Kinship. Love. I've given up all chance at inner peace. I've made my mind a sunless space. I share my dreams with ghosts. I wake up every day to an equation I wrote 15 years ago from which there's only one conclusion, I'm damned for what I do. My anger, my ego, my unwillingness to yield, my eagerness to fight, they've set me on a path from which there is no escape. I yearned to be a savior against injustice without contemplating the cost and by the time I looked down there was no longer any ground beneath my feet. What is my sacrifice? I'm condemned to use the tools of my enemy to defeat them. I burn my decency for someone else's future. I burn my life to make a sunrise that I know I'll never see. And the ego that started this fight will never have a mirror or an audience or the light of gratitude. So what do I sacrifice? Everything! You'll stay with me, Lonni. I need all the heroes I can get.

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Get Off My Cheeks Gary!

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I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.

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ALL THESE WORLDS ARE YOURS. EXCEPT EUROPA. ATTEMPT NO LANDINGS THERE
Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a HAL 9000 computer.

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PS. Lets ♥♥♥♥ them all to death and make this World Great Again!