A shadow falls over Earth like a cloak, blotting out light. It preys on those with less. Less knowledge, less love, less hope. It envelops us all.
It speaks of joy and acts as war. It is a call to action and inaction. It causes pain, yet is an opiate. Nefarious in actions, hopeful in words.
Desperation my friend, deliver them. For I am hope, I say it true. Deliver them to me on their knees begging so they proclaim, "Yes! I do want more, more of everything."
I have claimed more lives than the plague. Gleefully, I was partially responsible. Cleanliness is next to Godliness came later. Cleansing was taboo, death the outcome.
The worse-off you are, the happier the shadow is, the conundrum not considered. The shadow tells us all what we want to hear, yet delivers nothing. It is absolved for tragedies and thanked for all that is good.
I did not die during the plague. Nor did it save its flock or those that loved it.
Go forth...It tells you to ask of it, yet it may not answer. If it does not, you are unworthy or the blame lies with others.
Go forth... multiply. No need to think for yourselves. Do not furrow your brow in thought. I am the answer and the question. Search no more... multiply. I gain strength as you gain in numbers. I love life. I will worry for you. I will think for you. More life, more pain the more you turn to me. Mother Nature has turned against you, you are bastards now. I will take care of you. Think not, want not.
Mother Nature abandons you, her milk sour with sewage. Her bread basket she chooses not to fill. Bastards she makes you. Go forth and multiply... I will think for you.
I thought I had my freedom from you and for you with the plague. You haven't been here long enough to be remembered. A blink of the eye you understand... you are a flicker of light, too short and dull to illuminate a speck of sand.
You cannot comprehend today, reality your foe. That is why I exist. You give me power. I grieve for your losses and celebrate life. Go forth and multiply.
It's not accidental suicide, it's suicide by thought in absentia.
Close your eyes. I will tell you what you want to hear.
It lies, like opiates. Promising nirvana and delivering reality. The shadow engulfs Earth with its cloak.
I grieve for all the life I wrought. Feast at my table. You are all welcome. Pretend to tolerate others who are not of your shadow, yet know in your heart you are superior. You and you alone shall bask in my glory. You are right. I make this so.
Go forth and multiply my flock. I am good, I am good. It is as written, it is law.
If you despair it is not me, the shadow knows only happiness. I am the answer to all questions. Embrace life, for it will answer your prayers and deliver peace.
As you ascend into the sweet hereafter you will know a better sleep than you have known.
Go forth and multiply my sheep. As the peace on Earth you so desperately seek, I shall hasten upon you.
The answer is in the shadow.
Your vacant eyes tell me we are one. Yours is to breed, not to think.
I was not here before you, I perish with you. I bend to your will. Your words are mine, my thoughts are yours. You have created me in many forms, forcing me to war against myself. You see me where you choose and forsake me at your convenience. I am beholding to all and master of nothing. A slave to your indulgences.
So, my only hope for peace is to give you life, suffocating overabundant life will bring blissful sleep to us all.
Feel the warmth of my cloak. Bury your head in the darkness. Revel in zealous ignorance.
I am as you want.
I will grant you peace on Earth. But know this: you granted it unto yourself. A peaceful planet you wanted, a peaceful planet you shall have.
Wrapped in the darkness of my cloak, bathe in the warmth of ignorance. I too desire peace, but life will not let me rest. So I put upon life and more life until no more life could be... to attain my peace.
Go forth and multiply my sheep and the peace you so desperately desire I shall hasten upon thee... eternally.