I have seen the end and it comes pummeling at a snails pace.

Plodding through darkness and filth. Bad mojo all around.

We humans as a species, stand at the last rest stop bordering a crumbling highway that is our future.

Consuming. Fornicating. Consuming fornicators. Rabidly gorging the host as do most parasites.

Don't look back, the past is doomed to repeat itself.

Look sideways so the beast doesn't notice your gaze.

Look askew and notice the waves permeating our life force.

Threads of madness and deceit draining our lives of meaning. Leaving a programmable husk ripe for the injection of a new ideology, a new purpose, a new empire.

At this time the captain would like to ask you to place your trays in the upright and locked position.

We are in for a little storm in the not too distant future but we're perfectly safe aboard the space shuttle Hindenburg. Flying high above those other third world airlines. The meal today is boiled democracy sprinkled with a generous portion of megalomania served in our own secret gravy recipe thats protected under federal laws and lies passed into being by fear mongering lackeys who have long since sold their souls for a good spot on the floor near the masters throne. Hoping for scraps to fall. Each morsel a tasty position fit for any boot licking autocrat fast and vicious enough to retain alpha male status among the cannibals and pedophiles littering the court of The Crimson King.

Safety first folks. Always know your fire exits...
Unknown Perplexed - 16 years, 11 months, 20 days ago