Oh Machinery, which subdues the Earth, panoptic is thy name. Thy kingdom is malice from vapor and will be all that is. Thy will has overcome Nature. Give us this day our daily transaction. And extract what payment the great machine demands of us. Lead us with desire, and deliver us from unknowing. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, as ever. Amen.
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