Torture

The mind is a terrible thing to waste, the strength untold and it's potential only the truly gifted can comprehend, and it is akin to a vault where our deepest darkest kept secrets lay hidden. The thin line of your mental fortitude is the only thing standing between unveiling the truths you strive so hard to keep silent.

This is true for more than just the common man, infact the real truth is that the secrets are dangerous and that the secrets in the truly wicked are what needs to be attended to, people who are deranged, committed to a cause that not only threatens society but loyal to a master whose vast intricate plots aim only to utterly unravel the fabric of our society and lead us into dystopia.

I bring this matter before you as I believe that the methodology of digging out this information is hardly efficient anymoe, more and more we realize that when given such an immense secret, would they not go to great lenghts in order to ensure that this information can't be privied out of them.

Society has over time, developed intricate methods of torture in order to slowly break away their resistance, everything from the humble beat down to intricate plots of methodologically tearing down their barriers, stripping them away of things dear to them, slowly but surely making their lives akin to living in hell. Alas, sometimes it bears no meaning, but what are we but proud creatures forged by our makers and we pride ourselve in torture. We are beings of sophistication therefore we strive to always make our net of being more and more intricate. We must remember that we pride ourselves on sins and never on the true values of life.

Why do we forever glorify the acts of mutilation, of combat and of destruction ? Why do we not think to savor the beautiful flower that is life, because like a flower, the time we bloom is short, why must we let it go to waste? Perhaps, the truest and yet, simplest answer that yet hides right infront of our eyes is that we are forever eliminating each other to ensure we survive. Indeed, when it was said that the weak shall inherit the earth, there will be some that agree with me that it is meant that they will inherit the earth that we march on their bodies feeding our strength.

Alas, such a morbid view this poor lad has? Perhaps, the smile is not his to use , for if everyone is to speak of sunshine, who then is to remind you that just as the sun rises every morning, it sets every evening and gives way to the dark night .