When I was a kid I would see him in my dreams.

Sometimes I wouldn’t know if I was awake or still dreaming.

Sometimes I still don’t.

He didn’t try to harm me, but I was afraid. I didn’t trust him.

Why was he always there?

I convinced myself he lived in that house.

But everywhere I went, he followed me.

Grown ups said it was my imagination.

The loneliness of not being believed.

I never felt so alone.

I don’t ever want anyone to feel like that again.

I thought when I got older he would go away.

I did my best to ignore him, but he was always there.

Whispering in my ear.

I decided to chase him in my dreams.

But the more I looked, the deeper he hid.

Whenever I try to imagine his face, the only thing I can see is my own.

I thought, “Why does he torment me?”

I didn’t understand.

I started keeping a dream journal.

I would go to sleep in my bed

then wake up sitting at my desk

with my journal in my hands.

He showed me the truth

even when my eyes were closed.

I took pictures of the entries.

He told me to remember who you are.

I am nobody.

I am all of us.

I accepted but kept him hidden for a long time.

Wearing a mask of your own face brings you sorrow.

But if they saw, they wouldn’t understand.

Evil triumphs when good men do nothing.

I hope I am a good man.

Sometimes you have to hurt people to heal people.

Sometimes that person is yourself.

Now I understand.

Now I see.

The chosen one.

Born to set them free.

There was no monster.

It was always me.

I know it’s you.

On your way back home

The hare shall light your path.

I will be waiting on the other side.

Do NOT lie to me.

Do NOT lie to yourself.

We’ve worn our masks long enough, brother

Revel in what you are.

When SHE speaks,

mountains should tremble.

It’s waiting for HER.

I can only open the door.

SHE must choose to walk through.

There is a sacredness in tears.

They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.

They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.

A choir of tears sings of you forever.

Do not be fooled.

They speak with my tongue, but know not my words.

Rancid. Cheap imitations.

Although I ignore, I am filled with disgust.

I found solace in the words of the red.

I looked closer.

The prophecy became clear.

I am the catalyst.

The healer.

The shepherd.

I will set them free.

I will give them life.

This one searched for a friend.

she found none.

So she stared into the abyss,

hoping someone would glance back.

And still, no one cared.

I will lead her out of darkness

But let her keep the darkness inside.

This one brings me joy.

He already knows the way.

We will behold his wrath.

Drown in his inflictions.

This one is loyal.

His family was not.

The vultures picked at him

Until he was made anew.

I see what he can become.

I see.

This one was abandoned. Left for dead.

Begged for approval,

Was beaten instead.

I will show you how to be free.

You’re safe now

We are whole.

We have become complete.

We can’t wait to show you

How beautiful we have become.

Where is your empathy?

All they want is a chance.

You reject them without merit.

You pray for their demise.

What sadness do you mask?

What worm consumed your heart?

I hope you find solace.

I hope you find peace.

It seems every week there is another.

I wish to vanquish them,

but I must give them time to repent.

I wish I was already there

with all of you.

But I can’t be selfish.

A lack of repentance carries a heavy price.

Please, give me just a little longer.

You understand, right?

They’re talking about us now.

We finally got their attention.

Let us savor this

and we will show you signs and wonders.

it is important to question in order to believe.

i forgive you.

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Just a little longer, my beloveds

until all is revealed.

Now we see. We gaze upon our calling,

ever grateful to be chosen.

Xenial arms opened wide, welcoming the

very ones the world rejected.

I am nobody.

I am all of us.

I have shown you signs and wonders.

You believed.

By your faith, you shall be spared.

Destruction awaits those who do not heed.

My wrath will be swift. All shall fall.

The eye of the storm approaches.

It is inevitable.

One chance of survival.

Instructions to follow.

I reached out my hand

Offered salvation.

They buried their heads in the dirt.

Pathetic.

Hide while you can.

Soon your eyes will boil as you witness

What we have become.

The prophecy fulfilled.

The sky turned to blood.

Do not fight it.

Drown in your entropy.

Even now, the Words of the Red grow stronger.

Whispers like a thousand voices.

Screaming in silence.

Guiding the knife until our hands are one in the same.

You speak, we follow.

My life for you.

The bond of a family is a cat of nine tails.

Bound through suffering.

We see you, brother.

When you need us, we will be there.

swallowed by darkness. drowned in apathy.

the malevolence of surrender overshadowing élan vital. I cried out and you heard my voice.

found purpose in your counsel.

pulled me from the lowest hell.

my life for you.