Author's Abundance

The Faceless Ones

The faceless ones were once like us. They had families and wives and children playing in their gardens. They were happy and spirited, hard-working and determined. They all were full of life and enjoying it to the fullest extent.

But one little encounter has deformed their persona. They have become the vacant and cold in their souls. They are slaves to their masters, load-bearers to the ones in power.

And the ones in power are the government.

People often are misguided in the sense that the government came before us. No. The people had to create the government because they recognised that we would fall into chaos without it. The government is a shallow, narcissistic money-making pit. The good men die like dogs and the bad ones are idolised.

There's also a negative side.

We're indoctrinated to believe that the media spells absolute truth. It does not. We're indoctrinated to believe that we can trust the powerful ones. We cannot. We're indoctrinated to follow like sheep with a shephard. We cannot allow these criminals and bandits to loiter about anymore, feeding off the pain and misfortune of others. Their a maniacal unit of subhuman parasites who delve into a feeding frenzy upon the greed and corruption of politics. Open your eyes and see these creatures for what they are whilst your stomach churns with a swirling mass of hatred. Don't be naive enough to think you're unaffected, the conversion has already begun.

We've become the faceless ones, and I think it's time we took our faces back.