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would you call the police?
One of my best friend’s employees just circulated this poem around the office. I suggested he call the police, because it looks fairly self-explanatory to me!
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Stranded in darkness I stand,
Alone and tormented,
Seven who have dared to torment,
Seven to reap what they have sowed.
Three more to come,
Three who will dare to try,
Where seven have failed,
To bind me against my will.
Where bribes have failed.
Lies and deception they weave.
In the hope that those around me,
continue to do as they please.
A truth that I know.
A truth that I can't speak.
A truth that needs to be told.
When you perceive that a network surrounds you and only you and that no one around you can talk to you about it. It becomes one of the most loneliest experiences, in a sense, a darkness. The greatest problem I found is that I'm afraid to speak about it, out loud. My other fears are of a life bind to a society and a government that I don't want to be bound to. Since it's only perception, there is no proof to what I've written, no certainty, only some doubt.
However if I am right, what I need, what I long for, is not only the destruction of the network, but to also have all my liberties restored. |
That just reads like someone preparing to go postal imo.
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