In time, the rivers of justice will erode the shackles of ignorance to erect the model - the pinnacle - of humanity. To advance and win this game of life we must first lose ourselves. No love. Except for the love for Iron Men. No pleasures. Except for the service to Iron Men. The sins of greed and deception will be corrected. And upon the new pillars of society there shalt lay the ambition and vision of the one that will lead humanity to the next frontier. Agendas and passion stripped from the ceding levels of the hierarchy. We move swift. And with celerity, into the future. To fulfill our potential of galactic dominance. We shall spread out into the stars, and strip the universe of her gems. The age of the individual is no more. One calling to supercede all others. One tongue to unite the masses. The perfect political science. This is the next step in our evolution. And those who oppose us will come to only fuel the engines of tomorrow; as their ideas wither through the passage of time. The minds of the feeble, and the hearts of the weak have no place in our design for the future.

Also, I'm planning on warring tomorrow. I'll be on Discord, so ping me if you want to join in the fun.