Individualism

Knees dug into the dirt, and face buried in my hands, the world spirals downward. Trapped in my own head as the dull lunar fire engulfs my back, and the algid tears of angels pummel into me. Ashamed of our existence as I believe individualism is what keeps our world together and makes it worth-while. A wasteland of vacant homes and oblivious zombies surround us. In our minds we know, but lack the discovery of ourselves. Not very many

TRY to stay foreign to the group, they want to buy those new pair of shoes everyone's wearing, they want to follow an organization of heresy or revisionism. You can wish for a better world, but you know the only thing that requires altering is yourself and the way you think. Society devoured by opinionated beliefs and addiction to death is what truly assembles a corrupt civilization. A tick of the clock and my thoughts, beliefs, and emotions would be forbidden, therefore I will be forbidden. Then there will be very few left who care. This is your given chance at rehabilitation, but to fully understand and rebel against the conformity, you must teach yourself, as that is the sole purpose of individuality...thinking for yourself and believing your own beliefs. The choice is yours, you can partner amidst the congregation and become a piece of the puzzle, or you can be that fortified, distant piece that cannot be even approached by the crowd and you will cure the majority by abolishing the formality of a so called brethren and joining the army of one man armies. The decision is yours but every

breath you exhale, is another drop of blood of our very own, personal holocaust. So decide with haste.....the clock is ticking....

Original Creation - 9/2/2014