The brainwashing at the foot of television sets, and culture itself, throughout the world controls minds, controls thoughts, controls hates, loves, desires, the lack of all those...and so much more. What one sees is not necessarily what one is meant to become. The fallacy presented by the lie of culture is nothing more than conformism...thought-control. But even more important than thought-control, to a governing body, is fear control. What better method to instill fear and the constant need to strive for safety than through the culture itself? A populace in fear is a populace controlled, just as a populace in hate is equally controllable. The best of both worlds can be had in America today, thanks in no small measure to the Un-Elected Presidential wonder, and the lies the mass-media have hungrily swallowed...and then begged for more.

Have you ever paused...closed your eyes of this false world...wondered about a time when you have decayed? When you don't matter? When the world has finally won out against the war against humans? History will not remember you. Virtually every person on the planet will be forgotten...and at some point in time, every person on the planet will be forgotten. At some point in time further on, all of humanity will be forgotten. Knowing this, though denying it, of course you and society have not thought of such a time...your idols do not preach such drivel. Besides, a culture as vain as the one you find yourself from would find no use in pondering times when there would be no human presence...if you aren't there, why would you care? A dangerously vain presumption. Your idol wants to keep you focused on the lie of your own flesh and mortality.

Imagine, if you can, a world long forgetting a human presence…

...decayed and broken streets littered with the refuse of refuse lives. A world no longer infused with the smell of evil human hands and creations. A sky finally healed of its scars of industry. Skeletal remains of broken down beasts littering every open area as far as could be seen, and even further. The constant inanimate beasts of transportation long since rendered as useless as the dust that once was bone that once was shrouded in skin that once housed the most fallible experiment laughably referred to as humankind.