April the 4th, 1984. To the past, or to the future. To an age when thought is free. From the Age of Big Brother, from the Age of the Thought Police, from a dead man... greetings.
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Thoughtcrime is death. Thoughtcrime does not entail death. Thoughtcrime IS death. I have committed even before setting pen to paper the essential crime that contains all others unto itself.This is your life and it’s ending one webpage at a time
Last edited by Project Mayhem on 01-03-3002BC at 25:09 PM
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I know you'll fail. Something in this world... some spirit you will never overcome...
What is it, this principle?
I don't know. The spirit of man.
And do you consider yourself a man?
Yes.
If you're a man, Winston, you're the last man. Your kind is extinct. We are the inheritors. Do you realize that you are alone? You are outside history. You unexist. Get up.
[Winston gets up and O'Brien shows him his reflection in a mirror. Winston is disheveled and beaten]
That is the last man. If you are human, that is humanity.This is your life and it’s ending one webpage at a time
Last edited by Project Mayhem on 01-03-3002BC at 25:09 PM
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You once asked me, Winston, what was in room 101. I think you know. Everyone does. The thing that is in room 101... is the worst thing in the world.This is your life and it’s ending one webpage at a time
Last edited by Project Mayhem on 01-03-3002BC at 25:09 PM
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