So here you are.
You’ve laid your fears and doubts on the bonfire
for me  to burn the hell out of them.
Now I step out into the center of this effin coliseum
with a torch and a gas can in my hands.
In front of me — a crowd of naked people
backing up against the walls.
I’m in the middle of things,
as you can see, and in fact,
I AM the thing.
Oh, yes.
I created myself!
I’ve put it all under my control!
You get what I mean?
It’s strange…
I actually exist
in the real world.
I think, and I’m totally free
of stereotypes.
Oh, yeah.
My world…
has infinite possibilities
without the daily junk food
of television clichés
without the catchwords and slogans
that are imposed by governments,
or by the boob tube,
or by your precious Internet.
So here I am.
Right here.
And I’m real.
You’re staring at your computer screen right now,
but are you there?
Hey, hello?!
And is there any way to prove that to me?!
And so it appears…
that you don’t exist…
and I… do.
I always have something to say,
and what do you have to say?
Think about it!
“Gimme two brews and some chips”
– mmm, how revolting!
Or, “Honey, I need to use the bathroom”
– while in fact you sit on the can
and text your lover,
or pardon me, jerk off.
Your whole entire life
is nothing but lies, porn, domestic spats,
Internet addiction and mobile slavery.
Well, am I wrong?
Now tell me,
have you ever done anything
that’s actually out of the box?
Never!
And you want to know why you won’t be able to?
Because it lies outside your comfort zone
and you’re packed into
like you’re packed inside
a reinforced polypropylene bag.
You are slabs of meat…
squeezed between your daily routines
and your work.
“Next one in the line, please!”
Or am I wrong?!
Maybe I’m mistaken?
Go ahead and correct me!
For instance,
could you give away your cell phone
to some random person?
Huh?
Now that’s a killer question!
Could you go right now and reformat
the hard drive on your computer?
Isn’t it freaky?
Did you shit yourself?!
Do you know why you won’t do it?
It’s because
it would be like you’re committing suicide.
You don’t exist without this stuff.
Have you ever done anything?
Anything?
Anything at all on your own?
Have you ever just followed
your own decision instead of waiting for the order,
“Just do it!”, huh?!!!!
So it looks like
I am the real one
and you are just an underdeveloped figment
of someone’s imagination.
You haven’t been drawn yet.
You’re gonna have to try awfully hard
if you want to prove that it’s the other way around
and you can consider yourself
a real living being!
And most importantly,
this is not a game. This is a…
