We fail to feel the shackles that enchain us, even as they rend our flesh to bone.
We speak the sermons of the powerful as if they formed in our own mouths.
We are complacent, docile and apathetic towards an aeon of deception.
We accept the fiction of fools and the falsehoods of kings because the alternative is far more terrifying.
That we are alone, and that we are free.
Unholy. October 31.