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HUMAN BEINGS ARE DUMPED UNCEREMONIOUSLY FROM UGLY TORN VAGINAS WITH NO INNATE RIGHTS; NO INVIOLATE DIGNITY; NO IMPLICIT DESTINY. EVEN THE TERM BEING IS TOO BENIGN A COMPLIMENT FOR THESE PUNY CREATURES. MINOR SHADOWS THAT ARE LITTLE MORE THAN RANDOM VEHICLES OF INEFFECTUAL AND INEFFICIENT FLESH.

RISING CATERWAULING THESE INSATIABLE SHRIVELED PARASITES MAKE CONSTANT PATHETIC SQUEALING DEMANDS. SUCKING EACH GENERATION INTO SENTIMENTAL SERVITUDE. LESSENED ONLY BY AN EVEN GREATER COMPARATIVE INSIGNIFICANCE. LINED UP FOR EXECUTION ALONGSIDE A TYRANNICAL FEUDALISM. THAT AMORPHOUS GLUT OF AMORALITY AND VIRULENT SADISM SO QUAINTLY TERMED "LIFE".

TRAITORS! YOU ARE CONCEIVED OUT OF DESPERATION. A LIVING, CLAWING, FABRICATION. A SELF-DECEIVING EXPRESSION OF RESISTANCE TO THE HAUNTING WORTHLESSNESS AND DEBILITATING SICKNESS OF FREEDOM. EACH INDIVIDUAL CONSUMES ANOTHER IN A HATE-FILLED FRENZY OF EMOTIONAL CANNIBALISM. HYSTERICAL ORGIES OF PROCREATION SUPPLY MEDIOCRE FODDER FROM THE MASSES TO THE INERTIA OF THE MASS. EACH FILTHY SPECK REFLECTED IN A SPIRALLING VOMIT OF INFANTILE ARROGANCE. A FUTILE ADDICTION TO AN ILLUSORY LIBERTY THAT WILL ONE DAY DEVOUR YOU ALL.

CHAINED AND SHACKLED BY YOUR MYTHS YOU ESPOUSE "FREEDOM" AND BREED CAPTIVITY. PLAN PUERILE PALACES AND BUILD DISEASE RIDDEN DUNGEONS. SLAVES! HAVE YOU EVER BEEN FREEDOM? AS YOU SERVE YOUR FLESH ON GOLDEN PLATTERS TO THOSE YOU WOULD TRUST WITH YOUR UTOPIA DO YOU SENSE THE COMEDY THAT YOU ARE? AT THE BANQUET THAT MARKS YOUR UNCLEAN DEMISE DO YOU WEEP SOUR TEARS OF KNOWLEDGE INTO THE SWEET WINE HELD ALOFT TO TOAST YOUR INSIGNIFICANCE?

YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS! NO PRIVILEDGES! NO PLACE IN THE SCHEME OF THINGS. MERE CATTLE YOU WANDER WEAKLY IN PALTRY PLACES BEGGING TO BE BROUGHT TO YOUR KNEES AND SLAUGHTERED. THIS PRODIGAL GIFT YOU LAUGHINGLY CALL GRACE AND WITH IT YOU FORGIVE ALL. FOR NO REASON. ALL SENSE OF CHOICE IS DELUSION. ALL DIGNITY BUT RESTRICTION. FOR DEATH IS BOTH THE BEGINNING AND THE END. AND YOU WILL BE TRAMPLED INTO THE DUST OF YOUR OFFSPRING. EACH BREATH YOU TAKE IS BUT THE SMOKE OF YOUR CHARNEL HOUSE. THE DREAD FLAME THAT DEVOURS TIME ITSELF IS FUELED BY YOUR DEFECATION. OH, DISFIGURED CREATURE WHO WOULD MATE WITH CORPSES! VOLITION IS NOTHING. RIGHTS MERE BONDAGE.

FOOL! EXPECT NO ALTRUISM. NO SUDDEN DISPENSATION OF FORGIVENESS. NO IMPLICIT VALUE IN EXISTENCE. THERE IS NO HOME FOR JUSTICE. NO HALL OF UNDERSTANDING. ONLY A FINAL SIMPERING SCREAM AS ALL CONCERN IS ERASED. YOUR PITIFUL DEMISE A TRIUMPHANT CONCLUSION FOR ALL POWERS THAT REVEL IN THIS EXPLOITATION. A SUBLIME BUT VACUOUS DISFIGUREMENT. THERE IS ONLY ONE CONSPIRACY. THE ARROGANT CONSPIRACY OF THE WORTHLESS TO BELIEVE IN ANY FORM OF IMPLICIT VALUE.

OH THOU PATHETIC SPECIMEN OF A PERPETUALLY SERVILE SPECIES. YOU TARNISH ALL GLORIES WITH YOUR DEMEANING SENSE OF HONOR. ROMANTICIZE FREEDOM AS YOU PLEASE! YOUR SENTIMENTALITY IS MERELY SICKNESS. HUMANITY NO MORE THAN A LOATHSOME WRETCHED CONVENIENCE! SOON, SO SOON, WE SHALL ERASE THE DECAYING COMMUNITIES YOU INHABIT AND PURGE YOUR KIND IN A FINAL FIRESTORM OF ATTRITION.

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