Realization

As the chilling fires illuminate the terrain, im binded by non-existent shackles and chains holding me to the burden of our reality. The realization that comes to the clear-sighted would cause even the humblest to pray to be blinded. A vicarious veracity deceives all for the purpose of tolerance. Now I can fathom why the whole of man can't know. Why would the shepherd want his flock to know they're headed to the slaughterhouse? Its callous of me to watch the one's with pride walk the path everyone was destined to walk, that don't even ponder where they're going. A population turned into machines with vein pumping greed into the heart, it's a free-for-all, survival of the fittest, every man, woman, and child for themselves. Is there nothing I could do to stop it? I've tried barricading the path with all I could, but they push right through, and accuse me of ignorance. The darkest form of hypocrisy to ever hear. Now I believe I am completely incapable of even suggesting the idea of reading between the lines. Their sight cannot focus themselves, they need their world to show them how to read, and their world consists of lies and narcissistic communism. So I'll tread down my own road, and I'll let them walk theirs. It just seems like I know of something I shouldn't, that NO mortal should even consider, it's genuinely a hindrance of mine, however I'm grateful to have the 7th sense. No longer shall I judge the lucid thoughts of the majority, NEVER shall I follow the community and it's political reasoning. I stay pure by remaining individual, and I will forever live that way.

Original Creation - 1/22/2013