A Shadow’s Artistic Hope

It is but human to invent music and art, and even monsters and shadows are artists in their own right. Our voices echo through out history; Cries of Mercy. War cries! The ones fiercely loved, and the one fiercely in love.

It seems the difference of ‘monster’ and ‘shadow’ is difficult to grasp as concept. Let me enligthen those of you who cannot channel Power without Tyranny. The monsterous nature is bold and confronting. Recoiled onto itself from the gaze of the abyss. Projecting itself with cruelty “He is a monster!” and feed it more.

I am but the shadow. The invisible, who walk among all of you. I could be your father, brother, the love of your life. What a ‘secret’ i would be hiding. I seek no recognition, my Power is absolute. “There body was hanging, torn and beaten. There is no monster for us to believe in. It is among us!”

I never once claimed that you cannot believe, that you cannot read about a religion. And unlike the ‘moralists’ i do not state that you should not feel, never do i claim that nothing matter. After all Earth is Paradise, and where Power exist, Hope is always present.

You ‘can’ call life a ‘matrix’ or rather ‘Power Matrix’ but there is no point in fighting to escape such matrix. You might even think you are ‘wise’ in trying, but it’s in vain. Power itself do not allow ‘escape’ without death. But perhaps you are asking yourself the wrong question? What if the question is not “The matrix! Nothing matters!” The real question is: What will Power manifest itself as next?

[ Malvolient ] I am the shadow!

[ Shadow ] Pray for me! Reader of Religion. I am Power! Lady Predation rebirth me!

[ Lady Predation ] Come dance with me Tyra, the Maldance.


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