I think about this a lot. The exact wording "baked into my soul" showed up a lot especially early on into discovering this about myself, where there was a lot of feeling like that being a pocket monster was a failure of anti-corporatism on my part. And, well, it isn't exactly like I've found a way to convert it into praxis in the years since. But I at least look at it as my own small act of theft — "if you shoved this stuff into my soul, goddamn will you prevent me from taking it with me". I don't know if that's enough for me to be a good person or whatever, but it is what it is.
It's always moral to pirate Nintendo games.
i fucking hate nintendo. i stole their little creature design and there ain't shit they can do about it.
i've got a lot of half baked thoughts on copyright that are more vague values than anything actionable
but like the unshakeable core central thread is that if you're preventing creatures from participating in their own culture, then your institution is an abomination and must be burned to the ground, then salted so that it may never be rebuilt