| I feel lonely and destitute. I am a fool of massive proportions. I sit in the decaying filth of civility. I sit in this dying
hole of love. I burn forever in the minds of none except mine own. A prisoner of my logic and morality. A beast of unkempt rage and solace: A man of oblivion; An ape of epic solitude. The world is at my back and on my shoulders. To love one or to love all. I am mechanical and maniacal; Empty and hollow. Tortured and pained is every thought that has rushed through my shredded brain. Contemplating the balance of man and the world around him. Am I a virus? Am I the cure? Am I the black death? A death that will rein until the end draws neigh? Man is naught but a beast: uncivilized, brutal, and cruel. Man is but a beast: kind, loyal, and loving. Isn’t that right Fido? The reason why man’s best friend is a dog is because the dog is our brother. The only difference is that we stand naught on all fours, but on two. Tell me man is better than a dog and I will spit in your face, brand you as a heretic, and burn on the cross
at Golgotha. Look me in my eyes and tell me this is not true. Cold and deprived of any chance of peace by the blood spilt by my ancestors before me. I am baptized in the blood not of Christ, but of men, women, and children who have been victimized by the tyranny and selfishness of others. Greed, lust, envy, pride, and wrath. The five deadly sins of an illigetiment son born to beggars. Sloth and gluttony are the raped daughter of the abused. The blood is on our hands and we love the smell of it. We revel in it, we worship it. Men bath in the blood of the persecuted, the martyred, and the tortured. Women lick the blood off like cats do milk, and the children are forced to suckle at the teat as an inauguration into our carnage, into our world. Have we really become civilized? I laugh at you preposterous loons if you believe so. I bath in your ignorance. Will you laugh with me in this unholy congregation? This covenant formed with the sacrifice of the young and the weak. Use and abuse the rations while they last, because the days are numbered till the day the Earth reclaims the land we have corrupted and poisoned. Repression of the natural instincts of the human body is unwise and dangerous: If you hold meat out to dog who cannot reach it will one day find a way to reach the meat no matter the punishment nor who gets hurt on the way there. Bare your fangs gentlemen, show us your true nature. Let us see the hidden side that you fear to show in public. Least ye be true to thyself. You know that you are fallible and weak. You know that if tempted you would let your charade down and reveal thyself for thy passion. Why not now? Why not transcend it by acknowledging it? Are you naught an animal? Are you not controlled by your lust and desire? Do you not think about beating your illigetiment son and raping your daughter? Do you not enjoy the smell of fright in the night when you terrorize the bedrooms of the innocent? Do you not love the screams when you slice off dignity and justice of the pure and innocent. Test thy blade on an easy target. When you taste blood, you only want more. Why? Every man and woman has the ability to realize the descent of man. Do not hide your eyes from it. The blood of the innocent cries for your attention. Will you deny them? Will their prayers go unanswered? The carnal desire of man is brought to a point of boiling. It is heated by the flames of deceit and treachery. Brought on by your denial and by your absentness. Hell hath no fury like a man scorned, nor a boy denied, nor a woman persecuted for her desires, nor a girl’s for being curious, nor the beast who is scarred from birth. We are all punished. There is no hope for us now, nor was there any before. We are just dolls controlled by the fake, by the hypocritical jargon of the civilized man. Our senses are lost to us now because we have forsaken them. We are just mechanical animals begging for another bone from our master’s hand. |