The Borg
Welcome to the Borg collective, where truth is stranger than science fiction. Let’s merge science and technology with flesh and blood. Woohoo! Biomanipulation of the human host. Join the transhumanist cult. Colonize your brain with nanotechnology. Embrace the interconnected nanomachines living in your body. You’ll be drones of the AI collective. You’ll be a part of the hive mind, the collective consciousness. You’ll be injected with nanoprobes—Nanobots, which will flow through your veins. They will rewrite your DNA, they will consume you. They will alter your biochemistry, they will flood your soul.
Cross my blood-brain barrier. Map my brain, take it over. Hack my central nervous system. Inject me! Microchip me! Control me! I must become one with the Borg—one with the Beast. Hot wire me! Possess me! Enslave me! My mind has been poisoned; it’s no longer mine. I’m like a puppet on a string. I’m trapped in a nightmare. Yet I immerse myself in you; I don’t want to escape.
Break me! Remake me! Hold me tight and smother me. Whisper sweet nothings in my ear and chock me. Never let me go; torment me.
Baptize me into the death and resurrection of the Beast—for even though he sustained a mortal wound, his fatal wound has healed. Indeed, the whole earth marvels and worships him.
We will evolve; we will be co-opted into the Borg. We will be born again; we will become one with the Beast. We will bear his name in unholy matrimony. We will be his forever.
666: take the Mark, join the collective. Receive your cybernetic implant, your cybernetic enhancement. Assimilate into the Borg. Worship the Borg King, worship the Beast. Bow down and worship his Image.
Why be flawed, weak, and organic? Why not evolve and include the synthetic? Why not attain perfection? Then your eyes will be opened, and you will be like the god of this world—you’ll be cursed.
Vaccine passports! The beginning of the road! Follow the road that leads to the Mark of the Beast. In a few years you’ll be unable to buy or sell without your mandatory identification—six hundred threescore and six.
Integrate with technology. Merge the artificial with the organic. You will become one with the Borg. Resistance is futile.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=LkFqIOKtV9U
The Borg
Welcome to the Borg collective, where truth is stranger than science fiction. Let’s merge science and technology with flesh and blood. Woohoo! Biomanipulation of the human host. Join the transhumanist cult. Colonize your brain with nanotechnology. Embrace the interconnected nanomachines living in your body. You’ll be drones of the AI collective. You’ll be a part of the hive mind, the collective consciousness. You’ll be injected with nanoprobes—Nanobots, which will flow through your veins. They will rewrite your DNA, they will consume you. They will alter your biochemistry, they will flood your soul.
Cross my blood-brain barrier. Map my brain, take it over. Hack my central nervous system. Inject me! Microchip me! Control me! I must become one with the Borg—one with the Beast. Hot wire me! Possess me! Enslave me! My mind has been poisoned; it’s no longer mine. I’m like a puppet on a string. I’m trapped in a nightmare. Yet I immerse myself in you; I don’t want to escape.
Break me! Remake me! Hold me tight and smother me. Whisper sweet nothings in my ear and chock me. Never let me go; torment me.
Baptize me into the death and resurrection of the Beast—for even though he sustained a mortal wound, his fatal wound has healed. Indeed, the whole earth marvels and worships him.
We will evolve; we will be co-opted into the Borg. We will be born again; we will become one with the Beast. We will bear his name in unholy matrimony. We will be his forever.
666: take the Mark, join the collective. Receive your cybernetic implant, your cybernetic enhancement. Assimilate into the Borg. Worship the Borg King, worship the Beast. Bow down and worship his Image.
Why be flawed, weak, and organic? Why not evolve and include the synthetic? Why not attain perfection? Then your eyes will be opened, and you will be like the god of this world—you’ll be cursed.
Vaccine passports! The beginning of the road! Follow the road that leads to the Mark of the Beast. In a few years you’ll be unable to buy or sell without your mandatory identification—six hundred threescore and six.
Integrate with technology. Merge the artificial with the organic. You will become one with the Borg. Resistance is futile.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=LkFqIOKtV9U