Why I feel that the initial atmosphere of tension/uncertainty/intrigue in the second playthrough was incompatible with what I was experiencing. This music came to mind because I was witnessing a hopeful effort, not something torn between right and wrong. To use a real analogy, it’s like people who decide to protest against gasoline cars by sitting on highways to raise awareness. The intention is good and very noble, but it’s impractical due to government structures, social inequality, inadequate fiscal incentives, and the minimal social consciousness of the average blue-collar worker, who needs to worry about eating, sleeping, and having quality entertainment more than the planet because they can barely survive, let alone protect the planet. Does this make the protest useless or invalid? I don't know, but it's beautiful because these protests have people who are in exactly this situation and spontaneously decided to try to do something. Will this achieve results? I don't know. Does it have any impact? I don't know. But these people keep trying. Rationing water, in the second playthrough, I realized that I was continuing to attempt something impractical both structurally and socially, but that I would be there to try because it’s an act of melancholic hope rather than a structural push for results. Whether approving to give people more energy and strength to improve the observable world or denying to control the resource for crisis situations and individuals who can make a difference with little instead of the collective that needs a lot to meet expectations, both convictions are an effort to believe, to trust, not to know.