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Quote by Shinji

Quote by ShinjiEdit

"Someone is always watching you... is it me ?"
"Leaving me is easy. You can just shut off electric switch. But i'll be here and you can always come here."
"The cute "me" isn't the only important "me". The "me" i don't like is also important part of "me"."
"Even though we together we're too far away"
"Oh, I am alone yet one of many. And at the same time, we could never resist fate. We are just the leaves that hit the maelstrom. How many do not dance, in the end we will have to succumb and disappear..."
"Well... It became unclear again. Where am I... Here or your place? I exist everywhere in your place. I know it. Because I am connected to you. But I... where is true me? Well, I know there is no true me. I am only inside of people who know my existence. But, am I really myself who are talking now? Am I myself...? I... Who am I?"




Andrew Shinji... Are you sad because You broke your toy robot ?

Shinji who's there ?!

Andrew Do you want it back ?

Shinji Yes i am.

Andrew I can do it. Things that break can't return. The Dead cannot be brought back to life. Those are the rules of this world, that i don't have to follow i speek to a higher authority and I say this to you from a place where people are not bound by any restrictions.

Shinji Are you a god ?

Andrew You can call me that if you wish to. There its done. (Andrew creates new in his hand a new toy robot Leopardon from nothing and gives him to Shinji).

Shinji You're wrong. There's only one Leopardon. Simple replacement is not the same as bringing original him back to life.

Andrew From now on… That is the original one. We can secretly dispose of the broken one… No one will know about the one you killed. If no one knows, its can be the same as if it never happend at al,

Shinji You Liar! because I will remember! Even if no one else will know about this, I will remember!

Andrew It's okay to break the rules… No one will know. If you do, You will have your toy robot return to life again.

Shinji But…

Andrew All you have to do it's just rewrite your own memories if you don't remember that will make it real. What you think is real only exists in your memory. All you need is to rewrite your own memories. You can't prove it right now, but you suspect it is so. All you are is what you are is what you are aware of... How can you prove me wrong ?

Shinji No…

Andrew Don't look so afraid Shinji. You've done this many times in the past.

Shinji It's all Lites... I ve had this leopardon toy since I was born. Since forever.

Andrew Is that so ? It doesn't look that old to me. People who remember you, Where they all gone? Where is the person who remembers you? Where are all your friends? Where did your father go? Who has a single memory of you ?

Shinji STOP!!!

Andrew Maybe you've killed your toy robot before ? Or maybe you weren't born as long as you think. who knows where you were born ? Where is the birth record and if it does exist are you sure that he is real hmm ?

Shinji Stop it! I am me! I am myself! this is my real memory, This is the only… Reality.

Andrew You and I are… Even if this conversation will be erased from your memory. One day you will understand it yourself. If the world is the way I imagine him to be… A Memory is just a record. Thoughts and emotions are just a small part of that. what we extract from this record. Between this simple container that we call the human body and the real world lies an inpenicraitable wall but Shinji yours and mine existence is an important key that will make it possible for humanity to overcome this wall.
~ Shinji talks with God

Misato Hey Shin-Chan can i ask you something ?

Shinji Yes Misato-san

Misato Shinji, where were you last night?

Shinji At home, doing housework as always did something happened Misato-san ?

Misato No nothing, its just last night I saw a boy who looked just like you but in the rest he was completely the opposite of you he behaved himself and was dressed very strangely, had very pale skin and his laugh I will never forget him TBA

Shinji Did he wast that much similar to me?

Misato Yes, I thought it was you


Shinji TBA


Shinji TBA









Сourier: "Are you Shinji Ikari? Сan you please write your name here and here it is about the purchases you made we have already delivered everything."
Shinji: "Yes it's me, but I didn't order anything."
Сourier: "Strange all purchases were made and paid on your behalf. "
Shinji: " (Shinji thoughts) Shinji was shocked at one glance at the amount of money that was written here and the fact that he was shocked even more by the fact that they were all ordered in his name the only peron who could have at least a little bit of a similar amount of money with the one that was spent here was his uncle but he never made such mistakes as orders on his behalf) I think there is just some kind of mistake, I think I know a peron who could make all these purchases."
Сourier: "As you say, this is not my business, but I can't even imagine from where you can have that amount of money or what kind of people you need to know in order to have that amount of money to buy everything you ordered but as I said it is not my business I have done my job here I will go good luck to you whatever you are"
— Shinji and Сourier

Poems songs/music about Shinji and/or or somehow related to him in stories

Poems, songs/music about Shinji and/or or somehow related to him in storiesEdit

When age fell upon the world, and wonder went out of the minds of men; when grey cities reared to smoky skies tall towers grim and ugly, in whose shadow none might dream of the sun or of spring’s flowering meads; when learning stripped earth of her mantle of beauty, and poets sang no more save of twisted phantoms seen with bleared and inward-looking eyes; when these things had come to pass, and childish hopes had gone away forever, there was a man who travelled out of life on a quest into the spaces whither the world’s dreams had fled. Of the name and abode of this man but little is written, for they were of the waking world only; yet it is said that both were obscure. It is enough to know that he dwelt in a city of high walls where sterile twilight reigned, and that he toiled all day among shadow and turmoil, coming home at evening to a room whose one window opened not on the fields and groves but on a dim court where other windows stared in dull despair. From that casement one might see only walls and windows, except sometimes when one leaned far out and peered aloft at the small stars that passed. And because mere walls and windows must soon drive to madness a man who dreams and reads much, the dweller in that room used night after night to lean out and peer aloft to glimpse some fragment of things beyond the waking world and the greyness of tall cities. After years he began to call the slow-sailing stars by name, and to follow them in fancy when they glided regretfully out of sight; till at length his vision opened to many secret vistas whose existence no common eye suspects. And one night a mighty gulf was bridged, and the dream-haunted skies swelled down to the lonely watcher’s window to merge with the close air of his room and make him a part of their fabulous wonder. There came to that room wild streams of violet midnight glittering with dust of gold; vortices of dust and fire, swirling out of the ultimate spaces and heavy with perfumes from beyond the worlds. Opiate oceans poured there, litten by suns that the eye may never behold and having in their whirlpools strange dolphins and sea-nymphs of unrememberable deeps. Noiseless infinity eddied around the dreamer and wafted him away without even touching the body that leaned stiffly from the lonely window; and for days not counted in men’s calendars the tides of far spheres bare him gently to join the dreams for which he longed; the dreams that men have lost. And in the course of many cycles they tenderly left him sleeping on a green sunrise shore; a green shore fragrant with lotus-blossoms and starred by red camalotes.
~ Poem
You like everyone else in a maze of eternal truths,

Where dimly the torches burn,

Here(Araya) we can can give freedom to thoughts,

Interpreting signs in their own way,

But we all are a toy in a cunning scheme,

From the day of birth on earth.

Matrix God he decides everything -

To be or not to be,

And Not in a hurry to give an answer ...

He's getting stronger every day

Matrix God

Subjecting the world to himself

Great Matrix God.

Invisible to all, but omnipotent

Just like You, Replacing thousands of names

He fills our souls,

Grinding the memory of the past,

Gives the illusion of freedom

And the belief that there is a choice.

Now we are are simple and one-dimensional,

Unable to change anything

The stars of tin rattle conveyor,

To lie to the sky to block the sky.

And none of us does not see thin fingers

What hit the keys of fate.
~ Shinji and Great Matrix God(Andrew)

Those who were the first walk around the world inaudible

Seeking to spoil that which is not yet spoiled.

Those who were the first want to devour all that is not yet created,

Those who were the first have their own truth, this truth is called a lie.

Let all those who have washed their blood,

Claws scored, nailed forever by those who were the first

Let them shout to these monsters in their insatiable mouths -

We are the Heirs of a great race, we are not yet broken.

We'll see how they writhe in pain,

Frowning in the eyes of a false pretender.

Remember carefully, the powers of a great race are given to you,

To nail this false reptile.

The powers of who were the first shall will forever fall

From the ground they were driven out, crossed out in the hearts.

If not ourselves, no one will help us

Forever not take pity, look, it is already approaching.

How did it happen, like, your life

Flowed carelessly, sunk into oblivion Those who were first in front.

Intoxicated freedom, and that freedom, here it is,

Your land is sold, has already been picked up by someone.

And if you approved, and friends of your bits,

Ruined and humiliated in the new happy life.

Few survived instead of fortresses

Thet Build huts on the curb,

Try, guess who's next.

Those who were the first do not do nothing in half,

you decided that they do not exist, they just went in your back,

Instead of a face-to-face battle, honestly.

But the word "honor" is unfashionable and uninteresting

Those who were the first just where waiting for your loneliness

When you forgot all the great prophecies,

And all in fear around and truth to tell

No one dares

But you remember, they are coming.

Those who were the first smile at you in thier fakes and and stories,

When you forgot your great past,

It was boring and non-entertaining,

So the great and wise mothers do not sleep.

Those who were the first are here reap the benefits alfter when it was sown,

You are surrounded by them from the east, south, west, north,

From the sea, from land, from the earth, from space,

And inside of you a stranger sits and controls your thoughts.

Well, throw your sworn friend

On his hump to the gates of a star-striped paradise,

Proud to be entrusted to suck on candy

On the ruins of an eternal Empire you are born.

On earth of courage and courage you are left alone

Only the kites are spinning, and miserable dwarfs,

That yesterday smiled wily,

Behind someone's back already spit in your face.

Do you remember what was forgotten, handing napkins to your masters,

That righteous sword that great ancestors bequeathed

But something is sold, something is stolen,

And something in the closet gathering dust next to my great-grandfather’s medals.

In an age of freedom, thinking too much is dangerous,

There is a computer and a chair, life is so beautiful

Life is Beautiful and amazing.

I'm sorry, Young Prince, that we hit you in the ears,

We will go do some popular stories

But You, Young Prince remember, only the one who fights will win,
~ Shinji and and and truths forgotten by all