Wake up, Sleepers. The Wakers
are coming. What shall not Awaken, will burn.
It's not that you fear what you
can't understand--it's that you fear what you cannot control.
Whatever you can't mark or categorize or label is instantly
"weird". "Strange". "Abnormal". "Wrong".
You let yourselves be caged.
You allow yourselves to be diverted, lied to, you allow your beliefs to
be dictated to you. Worst of all, you live according to
others. Rules, regulations, moods, actions, thoughts, dress
sexual practices. Labels, divisions, marked neatly and cleanly,
efficiently be put away. The cover was not bland enough, beige
enough, so the rest of the book must be burned. Ruined,
annihilated to be easily forgotten, swept under, burned, to never be
thought of again.
How dare you criticize with motive
only to infuriate? You're sitting on your lush, fat, worthless
asses while we spend our time creating; vast, thought-provoking,
beautiful things from the scars that dicks like you have given us over
the years. And still you sit. And bitch. And
with no understanding--and no desire to have an
understanding--outside of yourself. Uncreative.
Unthinking. Never questioning. Sheep. Plump, slow,
Well, I tell you, flock... I
will tell you...
"I send you out as sheep amongst
I am the wolf.
"And the dragon... was forced
out of heaven."
I am the dragon.
I am your worst fears and your
manifested nightmares, because that is what you make me.
I am free and I am unafraid, and my
lack of concern for what you think of me is why you (hate) me.
are offended and served by my hatred for your chosen ignorance, and yet
you are unwilling to acknowledge my love for anything.
I can't change the world, and I
wouldn't want to. I just wanna give it a great, big, scar.
Something to rip, something to bleed, something even you can
Who am I? I'm the one that's
gonna fucking say something. If I have to be the one to divert
your attention so the Wakers can seek a safer passage, then that is
I will do.
But I am only one--one of
many. One, fully individual, amongst many other
One of strength, one of weakness, one of many and yet all my own.
Seeking to learn, seeking to understand, to awaken.
You cannot ignore
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