masque.

To look into the void; its malignant and horrific reflection staring back, was one's only true fear. People seldom see themselves for what they truly are - nor do they want to. It is within this immeasurable ignorance that most of my apathy and cruelty duly stem from. It is this that makes weak the hearts and minds of men, and thus how they come to find themselves so corruptible. I embraced it long ago.

My body is now but a shell; struggling eternally to maintain the torrent of emotions trying to burst forth from within. My skin and bones but a weathered container trying desperately to exude a sense of normality to those brave enough to look upon it. You know no different with your eyes of naivety and your complete unwillingness to perceive that which you do not understand. I appear as a man; kindred to existence and unambiguous in design.

One’s mind holds all of the diversity Man was intended to have and the emancipation of one’s body; to free oneself from the physical world; in turn allows for a crystal clear perception and an empathetical guise so vast that you are able to blend into society under any pretence you so desire. The ability to walk among those whose greed and arrogance and hatred repulse you without rousing suspicion is the ultimate plateau of social integration and one which I’ve now reached. Ascension to a being of higher purpose; a disrupter of moral normalities; a faux friend to faux friends.