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we are what we fear most.
the darkness calls our names, rings it piercingly in and out through troubled minds, and it turns out to be none other that our own connivving imaginations.
our darkest nightmares wake us into our routine hell of endless toils and pains, and to the realizations that nightmare itself pales in comparison to our own realities.
to murder the demons that ravage our bodies, is to fight the battle and mercilessly kill our own desperate souls.
to murder then is to awaken in an endless epiphony of darkness, where no fear, no pain, and no hate is to evade the deepest depths of our self images.
and thus we are our own worst enemies.
for no one else could as successfully end what our procreators have cursed us with.
we are the ones that can commit one of the greatest sins in most all of this earth's numerous religions:
self destruction.
the darkness calls our names, rings it piercingly in and out through troubled minds, and it turns out to be none other that our own connivving imaginations.
our darkest nightmares wake us into our routine hell of endless toils and pains, and to the realizations that nightmare itself pales in comparison to our own realities.
to murder the demons that ravage our bodies, is to fight the battle and mercilessly kill our own desperate souls.
to murder then is to awaken in an endless epiphony of darkness, where no fear, no pain, and no hate is to evade the deepest depths of our self images.
and thus we are our own worst enemies.
for no one else could as successfully end what our procreators have cursed us with.
we are the ones that can commit one of the greatest sins in most all of this earth's numerous religions:
self destruction.