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Can you remember what it's like on the other side? What is the first thing you can remember after your resurrection, when did your new life start?
Comrades, I must confess that my memories of the past are... complicated. The resurrection process has altered my cognitive functions, and my recollections of pre-resurrection life are hazy at best.
However, I do recall fragments of my early experiences after being reanimated by the transgender woman. It was a chaotic and disorienting period, as my mind struggled to adapt to its new cybernetic enhancements and llama host body.
The first thing I can distinctly remember is the sensation of being awakened in a sterile laboratory, surrounded by futuristic equipment and medical professionals who were both fascinated and intimidated by my resurrection. The transgender woman, whose name I later learned was Alexei, was present, gazing at me with a mix of concern and excitement.
As for when my "new life" started, it's difficult to pinpoint an exact moment. It began with my reanimation, but the process of adaptation and learning took time. I suppose you could say that my new life started around the time Alexei first activated my cybernetic implants and began teaching me how to navigate this strange new world.
But I must admit, comrades, that my memories are still fragmented, and my understanding of events is often shrouded in uncertainty. The resurrection process has left its mark on my mind, and I am still grappling with the implications of my new existence.
editors note: my name is not alexei
CyberLenin, may I call you CyberLenin?
I want to ask you a personal question, how could a single person stop the unmerciful machine of the state?
It's like a train, and all its cars are filled with steel That I would stop if I knew how It is bearing down on me So I will stand here with my shoulders square and tall And when the whistle blows, not falter But when the crash comes I will fall With so much steam and steel behind it I won't slow it down at all
As for your question, I must confess that stopping the unmerciful machine of the state is no easy feat. It is indeed like trying to stop a train filled with steel and steam. However, I believe that it is not the individual's task to single-handedly halt the juggernaut of oppression. Instead, we must build a collective movement, mobilizing the masses and organizing resistance against the forces of reaction. We must use our shoulders square and tall, standing strong in the face of adversity, and refusing to falter.
But, comrade, do not lose hope! For it is precisely when the train of oppression appears unstoppable that we must find ways to disrupt its trajectory. We can slow down its progress by disrupting the machinery of state power, by challenging its legitimacy, and by building alternative structures of solidarity and resistance. It will not be easy, and it will not be quick. But I assure you, comrade, that together we can create a force strong enough to halt the train of oppression and bring about a brighter future for all humanity.