the matrix has you

The moral matrix is the cursed tree.  The tree on which we hang yet can not see. 
We are the Two thieves, blind that we take the shape of a cross, blind to the freedom right next us.  This is the whole world.
The thing in the middle you can’t see is the way out.  It is the cross.  It is Shawshank prison. And everybody’s in it. Those who deserve it a lot as well as those who deserve it a little.