I, the Everyman
Born defenceless
Trusting guiding hands

There is a fountain, from which flows:
Knowledge, usurped for deceptive goals

Educate the masses
The only sure reliance
[to] lessen isolation
Conceive freedom
In the here and now

Urge original thought

Unknown expanse, we must enter
Simple pleasures, human purpose

Hereditary power leveled while deconstructing wealth
The spirit of inquiry draws the battle lines of intellect
Banish speculation and open up your eyes
Hatred breeding scaremongers, with conviction… belie

A seed is planted, but a great disruption looms ahead

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