They can appear from anywhere and at any time. They will be around you. They will know whatever you do. They are blind. They can’t hear or see or smell or feel. They eat stone and steel. When they are with humans they appear to be as humans. When humans believe them as humans they become predators. They have sharp knives in teeth’s. Their tongues are twisted. They say something and they do something else and they want you to believe another thing. They don’t know that tongue is to test the sweets of humility. They cut being of others with the tongue like threshers cut the wheat at the farms. They wear dark cloths at night and white at the day. They only stab you from back. You don’t need to find them. They are around you. Remember last time when you meet them? In the dark nights of the winter when they told you to make snow man? And you did it-even though you knew it will melt in the morning. But they said you have to. That is how it needs to be. But when it melted in the afternoon heat they accused you of betrayal. They said you are alibi of Sun.
Remember when they told you to find a needle in the sea. You couldn’t believe at first. They put posters on the walls of the city. They send preachers to remind you of your faith. They stooped wind. They ostracized the bird’s voices. They said gerunds can‘t act as the subject or object of a main verb of existence. They send dogs to bark on you in ceremonial manners of the absurdity. They played trumpet of darkness in your path to scare you so that you can redeem.
Remember false gods of mockery of Macbeth. Joker’s and hunches became fathers of the fate in the Zibiel[1] of lords of illusion.
Remembered when they drowned you and said Moses will help you keep the faith intact- otherwise blasphemers are be burned in the hell of the hell. When drowned they told you "idiot". As faith was just a fantasy and truth merely a comedy and life just another pile shit of diarrhea of plague.
Remember when they passed ordinance that no one can “see them, hear them”-“piety demands ignorance, to utter “I don’t know anything” and one and only (I testify) God of Macbeth knows secrets of the world and after him only his angels know better. And Angles don’t know anything for sure that’s how all books say and that’s why they are angels-“Ignorance is blessings” wise men always said.
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