| Probability | Text |
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| 97% | In my mind, I'm everyone. | ▶️ |
| 99% | When I was institutionalized, my brain was studying exhaustively, and the guys of mental health. I was interrogated, I was x-ray, I was examined thoroughly. Ha! Then they took everything about me and put it into a computer, but they created this model on my mind. Yes! Use that model! They managed to generate every thought I could possibly have in the next, say, ten years, which they then filtered through a probability and made sure it's of some kind to determine everything I was gonna do in that period! So you think? Huh. She knew I was gonna leave the army for twelve monkeys into the pages of history, forever even occurred to me. She knows everything I'm ever gonna do before I know it myself. How's that? | ▶️ |
| 99% | When I was institutionalized, my brain was set exhaustively in the guise of mental health. I was interrogated, I was x-ray, I was examined thoroughly. Ha! Then they took everything about me and put it into a computer, where they created this model of my mind. Yes, using that model, they managed to generate every thought I could possibly have in the next, say, ten years, when they then filtered through a probability and made sure it's of some kind to determine everything I was gonna do in that period. So you think? Huh. She knew I was gonna leave the army for twelve months, isn't it? The pages of history forever even occurred to me. She knows everything I'm ever gonna do before I know it myself. How's that? | ▶️ |
| 98% | My mind is breathing in the classes of fear and pain But my mind is free, it clearly takes above the death bed In our sedation I can't send limbs of the one that's below And I know the end has come, my soul will descend | ▶️ |
| 100% | Sorrow deeply in my mind. | ▶️ |
| 99% | In my mind, I'm in love. | ▶️ |
| 100% | in my realm of tranquility for peace of mind. | ▶️ |
| 99% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 98% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 96% | And yet it quits pain lost on the end Picture it all in my mind Crazy pretty Fractal energy Crazy pretty destroyed | ▶️ |
