5. Bloodline

Are we the last of this Corrupt and Lost Bloodline? Will over steps here, our footprints, be the last? We have roamed for thousand and thousands of years but still we have not lived as long as cockroaches but we have made our Mark on this Doomed Planet. Time is limited and time has limitations; we cannot stretch it for too long without breaking something. What breaks first; we or time? We don't know but we keep on trying and living on Hope. Hope sure is something we have plenty of; the last thing that leaves us is Hope. The Doomed have Hope. That gives me Hope, Hope I don't need right now. What I need can't be dreamt up and made true by wishing, no.


Don't need this right now, got to keep my Focus and keep looking for that one thing that I lack. That one great Moment when the Night speaks and the leopards come down from the mountains to eat. The earth shall shake and the wind shall blow the Wrong Way. Then, and only then, will I know my Moment has arrived. When it comes I will be ready even though Greatness will be thrust open me but I sure will be ready to seize. Seize it by the throat and shake loose every apple from the tree of the Moment.


Stop reading if you are of the faint hearted because following my steps will lead you down the same path, the same Path that took me from Ignorance to the New Dawn. It will be a revolution, not by force but by Clearness and Grace. No red dawn but it will be a dawn.


How we all got to be in this mess no single man can explain by themselves. We are to fragile and lonely to see it alone. We can't see the solution for all the trees but we can see that Path. I follow it and I will drink from the Fountain of Madness. Yes siree, believe it or not but I shall and so shall you. Not in any religious sense, God is here for that, but in a different way. Weird is Normal.



Keep on driving and they'll never catch You.



Dr. H.R.P.


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