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Ha! I laugh at you. Pathetic, rotting away in this world as if you're the superior race, yet you know nothing, you see nothing, you feel nothing.
I was never one of you; whilst my exterior may show just another putrid being like you, I'm not. I know. I know about this world and how it works, yet you constantly destroy it, thinking you are doing the world a lot of good. The reason? I can't know for sure, maybe I'm special, maybe I'm just not cursed with your arrogance enigmatic 'knowledge', which you yourselves decide whether or not is true. It disgusts me.
To you, I am blind, my eyesight is useless, I cannot see the world you have destroyed with my own pupils, dilating at the thought even though they don't have a place in this world. But you are the ones who are blind; lucid thoughts caressing your minds, slowly poisoning everything about you. Rose-tinted beauty which is painted over a fantasy world you believe you live in. Yet you still go on as normal, thinking you know who you are, who others are, what this world it.
I watch over you, my mind sees for me, uncovering those of you who lie, who bend the truth and watch others as they think you trust them, like a grotesque beast, waiting to kill after showing fake signs of trust. Your evil insights infect each other and slowly, but surely, each and every one of you is decaying, you're your own god, yet you seek destruction, death and everything in which your fabled anti-god sets out to do. You don't know it, but you are the ones people fear. You are the apocalypse, destroying the world and yourselves.
I laugh at you. Someone like me to the likes of you is seen at prolific, some kind of entity that is only in your mind. Yet you know I'm here. Living beyond your pathetic lives, my copse lives on until I have finished. Until I have done what is needed of me. This Earth needs me, you see, you are the enemy, you reading this, an age-old foe, almost legendary even though you live on in this time. Extrusion slowly spilling from your greed-ridden mouths, seeping into this land and murdering it.
I can still hear the screams. The trees, the wildlife, the grass, screaming in horror as you slaughter it. The Earth itself crying as it watches in horror. You are inferior yet you cause so much damage. Like leeches, clinging onto life and this Earth, feeding off beauty until it's decrepid and unable to fight back.
For all your technological advances what do you have? Chaos, pain, death. You love it. You lust over everything that you claim to hate, slowly building on the pain you initially created until the screams are so loud your ears bleed, yet you lust, and lust, and lust.
What will become of me? I will fall victim of you, your gruesome world may well devour my mind and soul, yet I will try and try to live on against it all. To you I am inferior, I cannot destroy you, yet you will topple. I will not sit within this living hell and watch as Hades slaughters all that is good about this world. I will bring down Hades before he can. I will bring down you.
Ha! I laugh at you...
Thanks for reading (Sorry they haven't be as frequent recently)
RiCkOsS
I was never one of you; whilst my exterior may show just another putrid being like you, I'm not. I know. I know about this world and how it works, yet you constantly destroy it, thinking you are doing the world a lot of good. The reason? I can't know for sure, maybe I'm special, maybe I'm just not cursed with your arrogance enigmatic 'knowledge', which you yourselves decide whether or not is true. It disgusts me.
To you, I am blind, my eyesight is useless, I cannot see the world you have destroyed with my own pupils, dilating at the thought even though they don't have a place in this world. But you are the ones who are blind; lucid thoughts caressing your minds, slowly poisoning everything about you. Rose-tinted beauty which is painted over a fantasy world you believe you live in. Yet you still go on as normal, thinking you know who you are, who others are, what this world it.
I watch over you, my mind sees for me, uncovering those of you who lie, who bend the truth and watch others as they think you trust them, like a grotesque beast, waiting to kill after showing fake signs of trust. Your evil insights infect each other and slowly, but surely, each and every one of you is decaying, you're your own god, yet you seek destruction, death and everything in which your fabled anti-god sets out to do. You don't know it, but you are the ones people fear. You are the apocalypse, destroying the world and yourselves.
I laugh at you. Someone like me to the likes of you is seen at prolific, some kind of entity that is only in your mind. Yet you know I'm here. Living beyond your pathetic lives, my copse lives on until I have finished. Until I have done what is needed of me. This Earth needs me, you see, you are the enemy, you reading this, an age-old foe, almost legendary even though you live on in this time. Extrusion slowly spilling from your greed-ridden mouths, seeping into this land and murdering it.
I can still hear the screams. The trees, the wildlife, the grass, screaming in horror as you slaughter it. The Earth itself crying as it watches in horror. You are inferior yet you cause so much damage. Like leeches, clinging onto life and this Earth, feeding off beauty until it's decrepid and unable to fight back.
For all your technological advances what do you have? Chaos, pain, death. You love it. You lust over everything that you claim to hate, slowly building on the pain you initially created until the screams are so loud your ears bleed, yet you lust, and lust, and lust.
What will become of me? I will fall victim of you, your gruesome world may well devour my mind and soul, yet I will try and try to live on against it all. To you I am inferior, I cannot destroy you, yet you will topple. I will not sit within this living hell and watch as Hades slaughters all that is good about this world. I will bring down Hades before he can. I will bring down you.
Ha! I laugh at you...
Thanks for reading (Sorry they haven't be as frequent recently)
RiCkOsS
At first I thought your voice was that of Mother Nature, but I don't think it is. Kinda abstract, but that's okay - I like abstract. Good one.
Brilliant.
My kind o' thang.
My kind o' thang.
Cheers for the comments everyone :-)
I seem to like writing about one person, just generally thinking.
I seem to like writing about one person, just generally thinking.
Woah..that was..
Weird.
Yet oddly appropriate in the day and age we live in.
Weird.
Yet oddly appropriate in the day and age we live in.
One word:
Powerful.
Powerful.
The destruction of man - excellent.
:D
I thought that was excellent, well written and thought-provoked.
Well Done :D
I thought that was excellent, well written and thought-provoked.
Well Done :D
Very very good mate, a long time in coming but worth the wait.
Ha! I laugh at you. Pathetic, rotting away in this world as if you're the superior race, yet you know nothing, you see nothing, you feel nothing.
I was never one of you; whilst my exterior may show just another putrid being like you, I'm not. I know. I know about this world and how it works, yet you constantly destroy it, thinking you are doing the world a lot of good. The reason? I can't know for sure, maybe I'm special, maybe I'm just not cursed with your arrogance enigmatic 'knowledge', which you yourselves decide whether or not is true. It disgusts me.
To you, I am blind, my eyesight is useless, I cannot see the world you have destroyed with my own pupils, dilating at the thought even though they don't have a place in this world. But you are the ones who are blind; lucid thoughts caressing your minds, slowly poisoning everything about you. Rose-tinted beauty which is painted over a fantasy world you believe you live in. Yet you still go on as normal, thinking you know who you are, who others are, what this world it.
I watch over you, my mind sees for me, uncovering those of you who lie, who bend the truth and watch others as they think you trust them, like a grotesque beast, waiting to kill after showing fake signs of trust. Your evil insights infect each other and slowly, but surely, each and every one of you is decaying, you're your own god, yet you seek destruction, death and everything in which your fabled anti-god sets out to do. You don't know it, but you are the ones people fear. You are the apocalypse, destroying the world and yourselves.
I laugh at you. Someone like me to the likes of you is seen at prolific, some kind of entity that is only in your mind. Yet you know I'm here. Living beyond your pathetic lives, my copse lives on until I have finished. Until I have done what is needed of me. This Earth needs me, you see, you are the enemy, you reading this, an age-old foe, almost legendary even though you live on in this time. Extrusion slowly spilling from your greed-ridden mouths, seeping into this land and murdering it.
I can still hear the screams. The trees, the wildlife, the grass, screaming in horror as you slaughter it. The Earth itself crying as it watches in horror. You are inferior yet you cause so much damage. Like leeches, clinging onto life and this Earth, feeding off beauty until it's decrepid and unable to fight back.
For all your technological advances what do you have? Chaos, pain, death. You love it. You lust over everything that you claim to hate, slowly building on the pain you initially created until the screams are so loud your ears bleed, yet you lust, and lust, and lust.
What will become of me? I will fall victim of you, your gruesome world may well devour my mind and soul, yet I will try and try to live on against it all. To you I am inferior, I cannot destroy you, yet you will topple. I will not sit within this living hell and watch as Hades slaughters all that is good about this world. I will bring down Hades before he can. I will bring down you.
Ha! I laugh at you...
Thanks for reading (Sorry they haven't be as frequent recently)
RiCkOsS
I was never one of you; whilst my exterior may show just another putrid being like you, I'm not. I know. I know about this world and how it works, yet you constantly destroy it, thinking you are doing the world a lot of good. The reason? I can't know for sure, maybe I'm special, maybe I'm just not cursed with your arrogance enigmatic 'knowledge', which you yourselves decide whether or not is true. It disgusts me.
To you, I am blind, my eyesight is useless, I cannot see the world you have destroyed with my own pupils, dilating at the thought even though they don't have a place in this world. But you are the ones who are blind; lucid thoughts caressing your minds, slowly poisoning everything about you. Rose-tinted beauty which is painted over a fantasy world you believe you live in. Yet you still go on as normal, thinking you know who you are, who others are, what this world it.
I watch over you, my mind sees for me, uncovering those of you who lie, who bend the truth and watch others as they think you trust them, like a grotesque beast, waiting to kill after showing fake signs of trust. Your evil insights infect each other and slowly, but surely, each and every one of you is decaying, you're your own god, yet you seek destruction, death and everything in which your fabled anti-god sets out to do. You don't know it, but you are the ones people fear. You are the apocalypse, destroying the world and yourselves.
I laugh at you. Someone like me to the likes of you is seen at prolific, some kind of entity that is only in your mind. Yet you know I'm here. Living beyond your pathetic lives, my copse lives on until I have finished. Until I have done what is needed of me. This Earth needs me, you see, you are the enemy, you reading this, an age-old foe, almost legendary even though you live on in this time. Extrusion slowly spilling from your greed-ridden mouths, seeping into this land and murdering it.
I can still hear the screams. The trees, the wildlife, the grass, screaming in horror as you slaughter it. The Earth itself crying as it watches in horror. You are inferior yet you cause so much damage. Like leeches, clinging onto life and this Earth, feeding off beauty until it's decrepid and unable to fight back.
For all your technological advances what do you have? Chaos, pain, death. You love it. You lust over everything that you claim to hate, slowly building on the pain you initially created until the screams are so loud your ears bleed, yet you lust, and lust, and lust.
What will become of me? I will fall victim of you, your gruesome world may well devour my mind and soul, yet I will try and try to live on against it all. To you I am inferior, I cannot destroy you, yet you will topple. I will not sit within this living hell and watch as Hades slaughters all that is good about this world. I will bring down Hades before he can. I will bring down you.
Ha! I laugh at you...
Thanks for reading (Sorry they haven't be as frequent recently)
RiCkOsS