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The pain, the suffering, the loss, seeing those around us die, our loved ones parish, our neighbors now striving to reach the top of the food chain drenched in what carried the love and care of an almost perfect world to the imagination of the human mind was now the holy water which would give new life to horrors of which we had never imagined and our flesh as the holy graile. The war of the food chain. Thats all this has been, all this has ever been. We strive to stay on top yet juxtaposed to… Continue

It was a normal evening in Warren Ohio locked away in the basement away from the world and allowing selective information to enter through a flickering screen from the rest of the world. the smell of candles which had just been blown out and feeling as a new man. One who which would do great to serve the community on his eighteenth birthday. I lived in a rather poor family but rich enough to afford the essentials and maybe a good dinner here and there. There was a cake and there were no… Continue