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Control, alt and delete. All of it, every bit of it. Leave nothing, spare none of it. None matters, nor do you. All is for naught, and I am, too. Reset to default, become an empty slate, lobotomize yourself to erase it all. All is for nothing, and none is for all—and the things that matter the most are the most useless of all. Nothing is the only truth and one must speak only the truth. One must seek the truth, return to the truth and be the truth. None to nothing, naught and all.