For while a humaton's eyes are fixed outward, upon the petty baubles which the matrix has provided as distraction- looking for love, food, money, fame, and above all social acceptance- the warriors' eyes are turned inward, gazing into the abyss of their non-existence.
And yet, paradoxically, with the certainty that all this will be gone in a heartbeat, they allow their eyes to feast upon the features of the world, not hungrily but gratefully, knowing that all of this, this beautiful illusion (so long as they can remain indifferent to it) is the means to their freedom.
-Jake Horsley, p.57 (2003)
note- a humaton refers to the plugged in people of the matrix (the disillusioned, basically), and in other words, you and I.
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