Men in tainted white clothing, curious with the possibilities, tested the limits of their kind.
It was against the norm to touch a holy vessel such as a human being with such intent, but to reach the stars… everything needs to fall apart.
As long as it’s a secret, it’s fine;
As long it’s a white lie, no one will be hurt;
The people he called friends covers his eyes and ears though it’s clear to see and hear their sins.
Children say, curiosity killed the cat but the adults say, curiosity is a coldblooded murderer.
The shepherd ordered the dog to count the herd. The dog replied ‘it is plenty’
The shepherd ordered the dog to protect the herd as they roam to the fields. The dog went.
After the herd came home from the fields the shepherd wondered why there is less sheep and the dog was gone… then the shepherd realized that there was never a dog in the property but rather, wolves.
The wolves had their herd but never the perfect meat.
The vessel that could accept everything, absorb everything.
But every container they held shattered, leaving them less and less hopeful but more and more obsessed.
The goal was for the humanity but the road towards it was the end of morality.
Just to lengthen life, lives must be taken.
You reap what you sow as it is written.
The impossible was finally possible after decades of being lost in the darkness…
Man finally got the answers to the mysteries of life.
But the party didn’t end there, after all, it was an obsession.
The fragile beings escaped the black hole and now they're destroying galaxies.
They want to be immortal, they want to have power, to control, to create…
Man started to think big, to think like a foolish god.
The more flesh they offered the greater their beasts hungers.
And after all those dust, their sinful prayers were answered again.
A god from their own image.
He was still unfinished but its birth was certain so they danced on vivid lights like it was man’s first victory. While the world was under this paradise, a traitor, a real hound barked and cleared his conscience. He killed their god.
Was it the right decision, or should I say the right button?
Nobody knew, he was nervous, he was uncertain… he was just a puppy after all.
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