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Embodiment
11 years ago
We all have troubles, we all have someone that hates us to the absolute, fears us, and we disgust them simply for living... But what embodies that disgust, fear and hatred? Why do these manifest so easily? How do they come to manifest yonder-so? And for what reason and purpose do they define in a person?
Have you ever been the social pariah? The True-Loner? The hermit of your town?
I have been them, for never was I one for those of my age, though I desperately tried, always failing; too afraid to ask that one cute girl out for a date, too sick and dejected after asking that one girl, and failing her due to having a sickness of bedrest, and fell so far... Failed love, failed friendships, and those who you thought friendly and able; they're your villains now... You're too strong to let them keep you down, too strong to BOW DOWN, for they are not GOD OR GODS OR GODDESSES! You are too strong and they know it; they fear it, and there is only one way to be rid of those too strong to control... Ignore them. Kill them at their hearts. And then death follows with them...
I am not death, nor am I a Horseman. I am not a hero, that train left long ago thanks to them... I am no villain, for I have not fallen that far... I am a mixture of both, for both good and evil reside within. I could and will kill a person in the future, that is my villainy to show off that I will... But it is as the anti-hero that I kill them in defense of my fellows, my friends, for I will not kill in offense of an innocent, who has not earned death by my hands, much as I sometimes wish there was a list of those people deserving in my mind, but there is no such list in my mind of those who DESERVE IT, death. I have a list of those who I would want to earn it, but I will not push for them to be in that list, ever. For there is still hope for the hero half in me, but that is all it will ever be: half of me.
I do not hate those, in the truest form, who have wronged me, like those on this website, those who have created pariahs of us, trying to socially remove us, but we are not such people to accept defeat so easily, and you have no reason to hate us and remove us from society, except when we hunt you... Those who have truly broken the rules... We will find you, and you will suffer the rules, for we are the hounds of the judges. We find you for them, and they give justice of our Rights and Freedoms.
We are not moderators, much as we could very well be, we are but people who Believe, and who are too strong for your trolling, too strong for your bans to make an actual impact on our lives... But you will feel us, you will ridicule us, and you will do everything in your powers to discredit us. Good luck.
And for those who need a strong person, a strong fursona, you may look to me for friendship, and you will find it.
Have you ever been the social pariah? The True-Loner? The hermit of your town?
I have been them, for never was I one for those of my age, though I desperately tried, always failing; too afraid to ask that one cute girl out for a date, too sick and dejected after asking that one girl, and failing her due to having a sickness of bedrest, and fell so far... Failed love, failed friendships, and those who you thought friendly and able; they're your villains now... You're too strong to let them keep you down, too strong to BOW DOWN, for they are not GOD OR GODS OR GODDESSES! You are too strong and they know it; they fear it, and there is only one way to be rid of those too strong to control... Ignore them. Kill them at their hearts. And then death follows with them...
I am not death, nor am I a Horseman. I am not a hero, that train left long ago thanks to them... I am no villain, for I have not fallen that far... I am a mixture of both, for both good and evil reside within. I could and will kill a person in the future, that is my villainy to show off that I will... But it is as the anti-hero that I kill them in defense of my fellows, my friends, for I will not kill in offense of an innocent, who has not earned death by my hands, much as I sometimes wish there was a list of those people deserving in my mind, but there is no such list in my mind of those who DESERVE IT, death. I have a list of those who I would want to earn it, but I will not push for them to be in that list, ever. For there is still hope for the hero half in me, but that is all it will ever be: half of me.
I do not hate those, in the truest form, who have wronged me, like those on this website, those who have created pariahs of us, trying to socially remove us, but we are not such people to accept defeat so easily, and you have no reason to hate us and remove us from society, except when we hunt you... Those who have truly broken the rules... We will find you, and you will suffer the rules, for we are the hounds of the judges. We find you for them, and they give justice of our Rights and Freedoms.
We are not moderators, much as we could very well be, we are but people who Believe, and who are too strong for your trolling, too strong for your bans to make an actual impact on our lives... But you will feel us, you will ridicule us, and you will do everything in your powers to discredit us. Good luck.
And for those who need a strong person, a strong fursona, you may look to me for friendship, and you will find it.
