I have spent the last four years of my life trying to wake people up. I've spoken in person, I've relayed stories that speak of the truth of the
world, and I have lost job opportunities based upon my open views.
I have scoured the web, through forums, through ATS, through social networking sites and I have spread my word of truth. I have stood in the face of
adversary, I have stood my ground, I have debated with the best.
Yet four years later I feel as if I have done nothing. I look at the world as it progressively gets worse, and as the truth shows itself ever more,
and I look at the flocks of sheeple following calmly behind the meat wagon, still as obedient as always.
I wanted to help the people... I really do. I have prepared myself for the worst and people call me crazy for it. They call me paranoid that something
might occur that I would actually want to "survive". I let them have their words. They never phase me.
Yet, there are those in my closest circles who would choose to insult me. My closest relatives who I at least would wish to understand me and listen
to me, instead choose to do nothing. They listen to my messages of hope and change, they listen to my harbingers of truth, and all they can offer is a
resounding "Hmmm" before they go back to their every day lives.
I'm tired of fighting a losing battle. The people can have the truth smacking them in the face and they will still ignore it. They are too bothered
by the illusion before them.
There isn't a day that goes by where I don't wonder what my life would be like if I could have continued to be behind the veil. That if it might
have been possible for me to at least be happy and not have this towering menace hanging over my head.
But now I can't. I can't rightfully move on with my life without trying to do something about it. I can't just go on as if nothing ever happened. I
have this idea in my head that I will change this world no matter if it costs me my life and I will not back down from that.
However, from the people... I don't know. I am exhausted from fighting so hard with no results. The enemy regenerates. I find myself falling more in
line with a quote from Rorschach in Watchmen.
This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally
scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and
politicians will look up and shout "Save us!"... and I'll whisper... "no."
The people will first turn to their families for help. They won't know what to do because they were just as blind as they were.
The people will then turn to "Big Brother" to lend a hand, but the government will be gone, no doubt to save their own arses.
Then the people will turn to me and those like me... they will call out for help and finally admit to the truth. They will beg - "Save us!"
They will then hear the most frightening reality to ever cross their minds...