Subject: The Last Horseman Sat Sep 10, 2022 11:21 pm
In memory of those lost 21 years ago today, RIP
There are mountains, hills, plains, oceans, lakes, all on this earth to be destroyed by man.
You walk the land to see monuments to environmental devastation.
The human race is on a path towards total destruction, and nobody with any matter between their ears can in good faith argue against that.
But so few wish to change.
Nobody wants to let go of their smartphones, their animal farmed foods, or their fossil fueled everyday conveniences.
Even when renewable alternatives are developed, man shuns the notion.
It is clearly because deep down, we all want to see the world burn.
Am I such a bad guy for wanting the same thing as everyone else?
Or, am I only a bad guy because I’m one of the few bold enough to acknowledge that I am one of the reapers of our world?
Just like everyone else I love the feeling of bones crunching under me.
Flesh squishing and tearing and splattering and running red at my hands.
To look down at my fellow man and know that not only could I end his life, but I can make him feel anything that I want to in those final moments and for how long.
How much fear, how much pain, how much humiliation and how much hopelessness his mind and body will endure is up to me and only me.
The feeling of absolute power to see all those things in another man’s eyes and manipulate them at my whim like a dreadful symphony.
Am I such a bad man for finding pleasure in that just like any human would?
Am I so bad for not being as weak as my victims or the rest of humanity?
A race of natural born killers who are too weak to embrace their place so high among the top of the food chain that we kill each other for sport!
One day, when we’re all gone, the Earth will breathe once again.
One day the Earth will be void of all life as we know it, with merely a horseman of the apocalypse looking over the horizon as the lone survivor.