-I-
The Fanatics:
The faithful,
the
True Believers,
the
Chosen Few,
people
who are so bent on hatred
they’d
make a Faustian deal with God Himself,
(which
only goes to show that God is what we make of Him,
more
a slave than a master,
more
a slave than anything else in the world,
a
projection of our inner nature,
idealized,
demonized,
and,
at once,
controlled
and
out of control.)
-II-
God:
God is Darkness.
The likeness of
such Darkness is that of intergalactic voids,
the
nearest state to true vacuum that we know of,
the
closest thing to complete and utter desolation,
the almost no-atom land,
the
despair in-between the few sparks of hope that we could ever have,
the
end maybe, the end, but never the beginning. Never.
The
final summation of our collective sense of
folly.
-III-
Death by Deferment:
To continuously defer,
from
month to month,
from
year to year,
from
decade to decade,
to
an indeterminable,
undisclosable
moment
in time,
all
your dreams,
all
your ambitions,
all
fulfillment,
everything
that could possibly give
meaning
to
your otherwise meaningless
life,
until
you end up
an
empty husk of a being,
perhaps
inhuman at best,
perhaps
typically human,
incapable
of projecting
any
sort of creative will,
too
cut-off,
too alienated
from
himself
to
exert
any
kind of creative
effort.
March 1998