Felt like writing something this morning so I just went for it. I honestly have no idea what the context of this little piece is so use your imagination.
What happens when your mind's last defense has lost? When your conscience loses it's sway there's nothing to stop demons from entering you head. The very essence of who your are becomes corrupted by all evil. The very products of malice that enter your head will devour you and transform you into a clone of it's power. Your individuality will be a distant memory and the new you will have lost everything. Do not turn blind to morality simply because the Church, or the government tells you it's all okay. That was my mistake. My blunder. It's not okay. We, as a race, have given up our souls, our minds, our tongues, and our simple human qualities. We are no more than animals now, killing and stealing for the betterment of our own wants. This has to stop. I ended up here because of my mind breaking. My body was bent to their will and I was turned into an agent for their desires. Whatever my name was before, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that I must help stop them from destroying the last bastions of human nature before it's too late. Conscience will return to the mind, and order will be restored to all.
Tuesday, 22 July 2014
Saturday, 5 July 2014
Daily post - Poem - Summer
Summer is my favourite season
It brings relief from reality
Things blossom and bloom
Things create and continue
And things shake and shock
School comes to an end
And promise and prosperity replace it
Ambition finds a home
And laughter finds a foothold
The sun shows it's face
And graces us with its beauty
Beauty that I find in words
Beauty that I find in art
Beauty that I find in music
Beauty that I find in you
My true life begins with summer
Not winter or spring
Nor wind or snow
But summer and sunlight
How fitting then
I have you and you alone
Summer
My favourite season
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