Beyond Redemption of Innocence

Why am I caught? What have I done? What did I do? I created these things to stop paying obscene amounts of money, I'm so sick of it, so I built these things, and my customers loves my know-how, they gets the chance to quit the utility bills, to hell with the powers-that-be, they're so greedy. We cut off ourselves and we become free, saving up money that should be for our own use, not theirs. But too late, now I'm caught and I have no way out of this strange place. And the alien funny looking face is telling me why I must be stopped, why my world can't have my technology, and that is so infuriating, these self-styled nuts who thinks we're not allowed to have free energy and inverse-gravity ships. To hell with them. I will fight somehow to bring these out into the world, to free our world from the tyranny of greedy people feeding off us like parasites. Freedom or death!