[1984]

There is no sacrifice, there is no destination; only a crown of ice and a moment of desperation. There is no sacrifice, there is no compensation. Through judgements and avarice- trials and tribulationis. only the strong remain. Only the strong stand on their own two feet. And when the song that they sang becomes and anthem to the marching beat: feel proud to where that name, that silent marker of where true and false meet. A single word utter in shame, and you'll find yourself beneath the streets. The pain you know, while no more true than this, will feel only like pinpricks from a great distance. The comparison between night and day will mean nothing to you in that prison. But keep your lips sealed, and your thoughts pure-nothing nothing but good of our name and you'll be free from that punishment; that cleansing; that retribution through shame. I'll lay your head down gently, upon the pillow and blankets covering your bed; but when you wake up, precious, pray to God you'll remember what's been said. The past is only the present, and the future we own, without license or law. We make the past in the present, and alter the future for all who shall come along. Peace is war. Freedom is slavery. Consider this your warning. You'll survive this by behaving. Doublethink your way through the nonsense, and cast away any doubt, because we came along just fine without you, and we'll continue to do so without.