For just one moment, Let us focus on every small thought of fear. Those of anger, frustration, rage, and especially those of hate. Take all of these thoughts, big and small, and condense them into one. Let this thought plant itself into the back of your mind, feeding off of all the newer thoughts. Feeding off the very discord around you, nourishing this fragment of corruption, and watch it grow. Watch what once a small thought of thoughts, consume every memory you've ever had. And then, try to undo it all. At once. Forget everything you've ever felt, and see whats left. Is that seed still there? You cannot feel it, nor do you want it back. But it won't leave. This seed that once consumed your mind will always be back to do so time and time again. Now, I know what you may be thinking "that sounds horrible, who would want to do any of this?" And allow me to rebut with another question. "Why are you reading that kind of persons Journal?"

All this is what I call corruption. And after years of putting up with it, it becomes useful. Years of pain may be what drives some to their demise. But for me, Its quite the opposite. This is all just an upraise for me. With pain comes memory, which makes you grow cold, but strong. Some people think that misery begets misery. But to be happy, you must be miserable. Nothing in this world comes without sacrifice. Not even a breath of fresh air. So with every passing moment, if you could consider harnessing the sheer cold that you know lurks within the depths of your being, You'll know it to be true. This seemingly horrid feeling, is not what darkens your eyes, but rather what clears them up from the fog of dis-reality. Nothing is as it seems until you see the good and bad of it, and that is what people refuse to see..


For every one moment of anguish I endure, I grow stronger but more importantly wiser. And those who refuse to see the truth? Will face an inevitable demise in their own blissful leisure of lies. For every good there is bad. And the bad is what we all refuse to see. But me, I choose to stay in the bad of things. because we will all end up there eventually. Why make it worse to bask in the light you know wont last forever? Pain, Angry, Hate, and Death itself are all as natural as their counterparts. And I use this knowledge to keep myself aware of the reality, that all good comes to past. As to those who've helped my development into this, they will all be gratefully rewarded. In good time. From the day of my first breathe, to the day of my last, Each and every person who's helped me achieve my goal of vengeful solitude will all come with me. Such is life. So ask yourself this question. Are you going with me? Or are you safe? Ask yourself that question the next time you see a shadow.