... Things to say
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There’s a certain freedom of a place where no one knows your name. Because it’s a grand ability to do as you wish. There’s a certain enjoyment in knowing the next thing you do won’t matter. No one knows your name. No one will remember this. It’s a grand feeling to know that your actions can come without a reaction. Defy physics; that should be fun. No one knows your name, but they’d remember that. Do exactly what they tell you isn’t to be done. You can judge your own thoughts, your own words this time. You can tell right from wrong. Right from left. Can’t you? Or did you just cross the line… All well. They don’t know your name, they won’t remember this. But you will. Speak out and be heard. Play the tape back when you’re done. Do you know your name? Or is it time to find out, before no one knows?
-Jones.
