After the Flood - Chapter 7 Resplendent Understanding

When we have understood what is to be done, then there is no thing left but to do what is to be done, to the dereliction, mayhem, malice, folly and disgust of all. This is a position that allows one for no easy alternatives and it is in such a position that one can come to a true understanding of things.

The understanding that people, for whatever reason are weak and controlled by nothing else than the urge to rule over the precipitous and frail nature of others, is a bewildering and disconcerting one. Sadly, such a position on the basic scale of human existence subsists and I have to say I prefer the world-view of the madman in comparison to the semi-inept road to compromise preached by these, these... living dead.

I can understand evil as a will to power but I cannot and never will indulge in the semi-moist feeling that mediocre comfort is the thing governing the destinies of all. So if my only alternative is between pure darkness and pink faggotry, well then! The die has been cast a long time ago and the answer will not be a long time coming.

I feel a tranquil breeze all around me and I am now sure that all voices have stopped, even for a while. But then again that is the price one must deface the persona with, in order to keep the vessel and the soul intact.

And no, for all you would-be skeptics and laisse-faire kind of individuals with an artificial semi-digested response to anything that is not the skinny and indefatigable desire to achieve uniqueness through what you perceive as a path... I have this to say - YOU HAVE GOT IT ALL WRONG, YET AGAIN, BECAUSE IT ALWAYS TAKES WHAT YOU WILL PROBABLY NEVER TRULY POSSESS.

That being said, I believe that there is nothing more left to say.

Except for the very vital truth that is nothing more than a child and its basest emotionality coupled with the mind-set of a mercenary.

The games are over. We are playing for keeps from now on.