… at some point in the future, we're going to look back and say how did we do it without space?
>don't question things
>when you don't question things, everything is fine
>like you go to a job most of the time of the day, waste oh I meant be productive then go home
>sleep
>don't question authority, otherwise you will be thrown out of paradise
>where a nice guy dressed in white will take care and treat your dis-eases forever
>and you pay taxes forever
>and work yourself to death
>until you die
>and then they say you go to heaven
Sounds beautiful.
"I'm just a janitor"