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Sunday, April 30, 2006

  No one knows me here, and that is a good thing. i keep a persona wrapped around my body tighter than chains. They have no understanding of how my mind works, of how i really am. With them I laugh and smile, as if I care what they say. No, at the time perhaps i do care. But upon reflecting these actions I now do not. Your life, your rules, your mistakes. I shall watch you, and learn, and interfere when i must. I am no soldier, i am a mercenary. I do what I shall when I feel its necessary. To some, this may sound odd or stupid, but you have not tread in my shoes therefor you have no right to utter a whisper about how i am, or what I am. What am i? What are you? I am the opposite, and yet I am not. We are human, aren't we? Or are we just figments on a larger comp, designed to fail. Perhaps, but is that really true? No, nothings true. Life is false. All that exists is the blood in my veins and the sense to do as I please instead of obeying others. I am a rebel, yet i have nothing yet to rebel against, accept myself. I rebel against myself, i hate it with a passion. This boundary of flesh and bone which holds me in this hell. Yet, there is no real boundary. I allow this to exist, and lead a double life. Those who know me in the physical plain shall never see me in the cyber plain, for they wwill not see the distinction. They will not realize that I am two entities in one body. Two souls wrapped in one chain that must exist with eachother. Without death there is no true life, and without darkness there is no meaning to light. What we are most scared of is what gives us meaning.
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