To the God of the Buses.
To the God of the Buses:
We all look up to you, because you're the one who decides who gets on the bus first. You're powerful, because if we don't look up to you, you can decide, at whim, to make us the last group to leave. Queuing up has no use, because the placings of who gets to go first are decided by our looks and how good they make your mood.
You can make us take the buses that start coming in at 1815hrs, or the buses that come at 1900hrs, and we'll get back to our place of rest either early or late. We don't have any medium to complain, because you're doing your job and we're all considered as lower life forms--who would listen to us, and even if anyone did, who would do anything about this small, insignificant complain?
We're all kept happy because sometimes we get the first bus out, and that makes us forget that we've been shortchanged for the past few weeks. We're all kept in line with the handheld games we play, because when we're playing our games, everything else seems insignificant, less interesting. We're all kept under the self-delusion, a trick of our own mind, that since we're playing our games anyway, it doesn't make a difference whether we play at our place of rest, or at the place of the course.
You are powerful, and you know it. You don't particularly enjoy making 48 people suffer with Waiting, but you don't particularly mind their suffering. You're oblivious to their pain, because they are just people in green, ugly green, and they're all personnel without a heavy chest.
You don't mind making them suffer, and you don't take it upon yourself to make them happy either. Does this sound familiar to something, someone we've all heard of but are unable to confirm the existence of?
You are God.
You are God in your area of expertise, and you know the immense power you wield over the emotions of the lower life forms.
You're not afraid to flaunt it or use it, because it's one of the few things that separates you from us. This power is a method of control. You end up having an inflated ego, because YOU have the POWER. And weak people in power are often made corrupt by the power they wield. You are not an exception, you will never be an exception.
You will become a slave of this power. You don't even have to abuse it--you simply have to
know that you have the power. Knowing it, simply knowing it, gives you the boner you so desire.
It's like stroking the red button--you know you can end millions of lives if you decide to wage a nuclear war. It's all up to you, and knowing you have the power and contemplating the endless suffering that you can cause, all in your mind, makes you happy, makes you content. "This power, what can I do with it?"
An area, a power, in which jurisdiction we'd not be under in the very near future.
Every weak man in power makes himself a God.
And if we have the power, we will strike you down. We will burn you and everything else that we hate so much but are forced to put up with because of this legalized tyranny.
We will get our voices heard. We will get even with you.
Some day.
From: The hapless victims.
I will no longer be a victim of your power. I am no longer under your jurisdiction. I no longer have to worry about your mood or anything that goes on in your life.
I no longer have to suck your cock.
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-- 3/17/2012 03:18:00 PM
