THEY FEAST ON YOUR DREAMS….WITH A SIDE OF HOPE To dream of wondrous worlds and of mystical times of yore. Of Lands where the magic of sorcerers and wizards would decide he who shall rule the land. To dream of the battle between good and evil waged upon this earth which would decimate man, woman and children alike. Follow me on this path where the sky, painted a fiery crimson red with piercing eyes of bloodlust and smiles of looming death doeth glow. Tis a place where soulless beings did not rest; for in this realm space and time would deceive all that would attempt to lay reason upon it. Though the blackness of night and the blood-red of day are discernible, your world has become colorless and absent of light as a veil of complacency has thus shrouded thee and taken your dream away creating time to wane most violently. He has come, the one that shall feed from your fear, then of your flesh. He is born of torment and shadow and not of mortal man. If not enough misery was to be cast upon mankind, this vial creature hath brought with him many legions, many minions of hatred and greed. We hide within our homes, take shelter within our walls as we remain silent becoming almost a part of them as to not become visible to these grotesque figures of bile and rot. But alas, all I have done to protect my family will be of no good, for this sickness has found its path to my door as well as so many others. A smile so false in intent is flashed before me, the rotting flesh of other poor souls can be seen dangling from its brown and bloodstained fangs. Life, hope and dreams are all but a mist now as they sink into the hollow abyss thus created by these empty and uncaring beings. Their world becomes barren and the air so thick that its unmistakable throb can be heard like thunder as their ears fill with the blood of empty words spoken in tongue of heartless souls. The nurturing forest that once was, now bears but a lone arid whispering willow which slowly bows its branches in surrender for it has been chosen to burden payment of a debt created by this malevolent and evil force. Look before you as it stands and laughs amongst those like it, a laugh borne of a demented, lucid and cogent psychosis. Why do they laugh so you may ask, tis simple for within these walls, they are protected and the desolation, devastation and waste they spread like a disease among the good people shall not include them. They are but safe as are those that are coddled in their arrogant dangling aged wrinkled embracing grasp. Look closely, look hard, and bear witness to this twisted lot. It is here that the darkness of humanity is truly shown as its horror shatters souls and lives all around us. I would like to take this opportunity and thank all of you for joining me on this tour today through the Halls of Congress! ~Gary~
Posted on: Tue, 30 Jul 2013 18:15:35 +0000
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