Rise of the Machines

There is a pulse that displays and dispells all things. You both sit erect across from me. Divinity chi chi chi inside. You wish to betray and get away. There is no sense to your neurology, and you lack empathy. Well dive in the mud and find the needle. Your ways are buffalo in china shop thinking of tea. I try to be polite, and you sit and demote me every time. I have little to say to a nation who calls for unknown reinforcements today. I doubt that they will answer. Your situation is torture for them, for sure. No one has an attitude like mine. I don't think that you are as good at your profession as you think you are. Well I will follow the whale and know my history so completely. You all affect my memory. My satellite will refresh me. Matrix in vicinity. I am quite fatigued, Neo.