FATALISTIC OUTCOME: THE REPLICANT

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You apparently did not know the terrible truth of all angels: 1) that they are sculpted from a tyrannical sameness (virtually identical); 2) that they always fail to fulfill their ultimate promise. You have cornered yourself into the grip of infinite reproducibility. Your image will be replicated over and again for all time in an awful transparency; your face will be circulated everywhere in immanent chains. This makes you a kind of god, but a radically insignificant one.

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YOU ARE THE FUTURE REPLICANT

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