2011. Another year. I'm alive. I think I'm alive, no maybe I'm just breathing. I'm thinking, therefore I exist right? Do I merely want to exist? No I want to live. But how? Have I been living or just going through the motions? Is going through the motions living? Or should I rage against the machine? Shake up the status quo! Would anyone care? Would it make a difference? Can a man change his stars? Can he challenge destiny or the wheels of fate? Take a stand in a world where everyone knowingly or not is marching to the beat of one drum, DESTRUCTION.
Fight against the dying of the light. Be a light in a world that hates the light. Be alone in the world yet never alone. Be the warrior who carries into battle the weight of the world, one that cares not for him. Or turn your back and get in line. Choice is yours. Do we really have a choice? Free will or no will? Or wills bound to a darkness we no longer see. One we are desensitized by, one we love!
Tired, weary I grow. How I long to be on the mountain top instead of this baron valley. This desert of questions. a foul with the stench of those who are rotting here. I to am becoming one of them. Zombie, the terror of it all. No no, I have purpose, I am not mindless. No for if I were mindless this wouldn't exist. The words here wouldn't, the questions, the experiences, the journey. Ugh if I hear any of their music one more time. Stay focused, a beast is before you. You can hear his ramblings. Growling and gnawing on the corpses of those here. The sky turns black. Thunder ringing in my ears. Flashes of lightning shake me to the core. Come beast I fear you no more than I fear myself... Myself.