"You hastily lay claim over my creations, Man. Taking what is mine to call your own. Is this not arrogance? Selfishness in the highest degree? You work to manipulate the ores of my Being into your toys and idols. You stomp out the fruits of my labor. To what end, I may ask of thee. Fruitless--you have made my worldly endeavors. Man's ego has far surpassed his reach, but do not foolishly discredit man's reach nor his mighty grasp. For it is his reach and grasp which hold the meek at bay with his right while crushing foes with his left. And, all the while, his Ego carrying him ever onward in to the abyss. Stop the atrocities. Stop the defamation; the desecration; and the destruction of my Creation--my gift unto you. Honor what was given. Or get the fuck out!" commanded Zebra.