Blood on the cog

‘Your blood will be drained as you are skinned alive. Your veins will be used as thread for their clothing, Your skin will be used as a pretty and luxurious dress, Your flesh will be cannibalized and your mind torn apart by a thousand lights. You will then willingly sell your soul and precious life. Your body, your soul, Now the property of someone else. Pathetic flesh automaton.

You don’t understand, do you? You are a willing slave. Every single aspect of your life has been marketed and exploited until they became meaningless. Your purpose now to serve your rulers until you decompose in life, so your children can waste money on burying your mortal vessel. Worthless, pathetic and brainwashed slave. When will you wake up? Your life isn’t yours, your home isn’t yours, your soul isn’t yours, your talent isn’t yours, it all belongs to your masters.

All of it is their fault, yet you blame the innocent for your disgrace. You blame your fellow slaves, you are doomed. But before your untimely demise occurs you will make sure to make your fellow victims suffer more than they have to. Why? Because of your ignorance and idiocy. You who is so sure that your masters were telling the truth, You who blamed the innocent, You who ridiculed those who dared to stand up. Now your putrid heart will be put into a balance and see if it is as light as a feather.

Your sins weigh too much on your heart to make it to your next life. Your soul will be consumed and broken apart just like your masters did when you were alive. But this time you won’t come back, eternal darkness awaits you.’

-Eulogy for the willing slave.