What have you done to me? Why have you made me a slave and prisoner? What future have I been born in to? Why do you force the tick of a clock dictate my actions? Why do you make me conform to this archaic calendar? Whose past are you forcing me to relive every day of every year to follow? I have been made insane, like Neo in the matrix, trapped and aware of a system I did not create but with no pills or allies for escape.
On auto-pilot, we are not present and we show no free will. There is no true freedom, peace or prosperity. We have made sure of that.
As money is the root of all evil which all worship, and time is money,
then time has too been made evil and something to fear.
This is wrong. Evil roots should be pulled, and good people would not use them let alone worship them.
We were alive, born to experience, learn and grow, share this Earth and care for one another.
But this is opposite of what occurs, instead we trade, we possess, we extort, we lie, we cheat and we steal. We compete like wild beasts whom piss the land. We are walking death consuming in hate. There is no truth, we kill our own then censor the news.
My company is more mad for they have become the demons of Hell where common existence has become pure evil and no one recognizes the need for change.
We are prostitutes led by endless imaginary gods, our judgment is clear.
We zombies work for the devil and our demands for reward is our punishment.
Only a minority survives, this unforgivable death and destruction is our will of ignorance which guarantees the early extinction for our Human race.
Divided mothers, fathers, daughters and sons, we fall and fail together.
I hope you are proud of our achievements.
We are the sinners perpetrating these crimes upon one another.
World Peace would be simple for peaceful beings, it does not exist because the Earth has never known any and never will.
It is not the practiced faith. Common sense is not common and those whom believe they are good have been fooled. We are a disgrace to our Human race.
This is my awareness which I can not escape, may my end be short and swift to take me away from this horrid place.
If I'm lucky maybe I will have an opportunity of the company of Angels living smartly together to form their Heaven as good and wise beings would. A true civilization is what I seek and hope to sometime have. This 3rd rock from Sol was different, but not the place I choose to live.
