Welcome to the Shadow Society I hope you find what you are looking for I cried to the sea and the sea cried to me I am sending myself on a perilous journey Locking the door and leaving the key The only way to truly feel free I will keep you all inside of me but don’t forget and don’t forget the river winds and you too will see the reflection on the other side keep the faith keep hope alive he said, and I believe, and I know.......and I know. So simply stranded in the art of telepornography that she cant escape her own mentality of Late nights with frank and a bucket of Chinese food. She feels isolated, evil, and alone. And keep in mind we all unwind our secrets to ourselves and noone else and yet we will still mock the ones we love the ones that show us respect and keep us from slippery shadow thought. Tiny tickling feeling in my throat calls to my memory the trepidation that arose the night I awakened in silent terror. And I don’t wont cant never forget the words that had been spoken unto me and me alone. YOU HAVE IT IN YOU TO STOP THIS MADNESS. And so I found without another word that I could unlock doors without keys, create my very own radio station broadcasting for as many or as little to hear as I liked, make dogs foam at the mouth, and rearrange the structure of my destiny. You can NEVER change However, REARRANGE that will be in another dialect unspoken to the ignorant and faithless. The faithless’s faith in faithlessness shows the strength of faith. Breaking chains and spells and curses is as easy as disbelief. For every word that is spoken can it be unspoken. Are our actions still stronger than words when presidents lie and nations fall to the pigs of democracy fighting over the artifacts of peace and war? Can the truth enslave you? Yes. This world is bigger than it seems when it comes to words. And smaller when action is involved. We only need proof of existence to claim this. I think therefore I exist and must consume as much property as is existentially possible. But when you first wake up in the morning , the cancerous sun shining down on your plastic face, remember this. We are all in this together. And no matter how ugly and decrepit this world may turn out to be, it is still where we live, and we must accept the responsibility of that and that alone. We live here.
