World of Death

This is a world of death. Everyone’s dead, only they haven’t noticed. But we’ve noticed. We know what’s going on. We know what we are: zombies, just like everyone else. But self aware zombies. Zombies with open eyes.

 

All the demons around us. Can you see the demons, Fiver? Can you see them? What are they saying? Are they glad we’re suffering? What about angels? Are there angels, too?

Are there Organisational Management demons? Is Organisational Management evil enough to have actual demons?

 

They want to make us addicts. They want to addict us to this world – this disgusting world. They want us to have need for it: their counter creation. Which has overlain the real creation. Their falsity. Their living lie.

 

Hatred breaks the chains. Which is why hatred is necessary. Hatred distances. Hatred purifies. We believe in the counter God. We believe in the true God, who must appear in this world as the false God.

We believe in the opposite of lies. In the opposite of poison.

 

We will Recover. We will open our eyes. Death itself will die. We close our eyes to this.

 

A counter reading of the world. Where we read it as pointing to its opposite. As signifying its opposite. As calling out to its opposite. Where there is evil, we see a sign of the good. Where there is hideousness, we see a sign of beauty.

Reading the world as inverted. As turned around. As demonic.

In the world’s false eternity, we see the true eternity …

 

Our hearts are not of this world. Our hearts do not beat in this world. We are not from this world.

 

Let them have this realm. Let them have their death. Let them have Destruction. And Perversion.