Agent Smith: Why, Mr. Anderson? Why do you do it? Why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace? Yes? No? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. The temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson? Why? Why do you persist?
segunda-feira, 24 de agosto de 2009
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Ok, não sei de onde isto foi tirado, mas gostei. E sim, porque é que continuas a lutar Di? esiste, vai cortar os pulsos! Eu vou contigo, boa? ;D LOOOL (Na brinca, claro) Gostei. E gostei das visiveis marcas visuais de Design de Comunicação e tipografia e o caraças xD =D
Ah! E sim, lembrei-me de ti ao escrever tanta interjeição daquele tipo! Tipo, "paaaah, sinto-me toda blaaaaahhhh!!" lembraste?
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