What? Did I pinch a nerve? You guys are something. You truly are. Hmm, I have a purpose. No, you willed me to have an unknown purpose. Fantastic. Which all your scare tactics, all of that was for me to have a purpose in life. Ha ha ha, I have one. It's to put you down like a rabid dog. Thank you for showing me that there's worse things than mankind itself. We are going to unite and stop you all. I will find more of us, the filth as you call us. We will stop you, we will finish you. We will erase every single thing you ever did. That is my purpose in life and I thank you for it.
PS. Thank you for telling me, you are in my home state. Tell the world, I don't care. I accept you all are douchebags.
Friday, November 30, 2012
We are one of many. We have different names through the ages and spaces. We prefer our name Legion. Wearen'tthatspecial. BUT WE ARE WHAT YOU NEED. EVERYTHING HAVE A PURPOSE. our promise still stands, you need to cry. BECOME HUMAN. continuewewilllovethat. YOU ArE FiLTH, YeS YoU ArE. you and her and the other remaining are a corruption, but we will give you purpose. SoOn YoU WiLl LeArN YoUrs. This message is for you and the other living ones. YOUR INAPPROPIATE NAME OF CHILDREN OF THE COVE.
YOU AREN'T.
YOU WILL NEVER WILL BE.
YOU ARE A DISEASE
LEARN
ACCEPT
it isn't our fault that you are. it isn't yours. the game will soon commence. this is a prelude, sadly. you aren't going to be a major player. when it begins, you will be forgotten.
YOUR SHOUTS BECOMING WHISPERS.
REALIZE IT, beforeyourultimatumarrives.
See You Soon.
YOU AREN'T.
YOU WILL NEVER WILL BE.
YOU ARE A DISEASE
LEARN
ACCEPT
it isn't our fault that you are. it isn't yours. the game will soon commence. this is a prelude, sadly. you aren't going to be a major player. when it begins, you will be forgotten.
YOUR SHOUTS BECOMING WHISPERS.
REALIZE IT, beforeyourultimatumarrives.
See You Soon.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Random Thoughts
They are all talk, nothing happened to me. Well, let me guess, they are going to bullshit me all the way. I don't care, really. I don't. I know they read this blog constantly, all that cosmic knowledge just to torture us. Truly pathetic.
In all of mythology and religion, we have to worship some deity. Of course, if we don't. We get punished for all eternity. We must followed their views, their system, no lay-way for us. We have the option to do wrong, but it's a falsely choice. They will punish us. If we do good, we become their eternal slave. Or they will give a task for us to do, some can even involve killing your own brother for the good of mankind.
If they were so omnipotent, why don't they fucking do the work themselves. Why do we have to follow their every whim? Why? So we could become their willing slave for a false hope of salvation? No, they are only monster and I shouldn't think of them as Gods. There's only one God for me and he/she it's in my heart.
In all of mythology and religion, we have to worship some deity. Of course, if we don't. We get punished for all eternity. We must followed their views, their system, no lay-way for us. We have the option to do wrong, but it's a falsely choice. They will punish us. If we do good, we become their eternal slave. Or they will give a task for us to do, some can even involve killing your own brother for the good of mankind.
If they were so omnipotent, why don't they fucking do the work themselves. Why do we have to follow their every whim? Why? So we could become their willing slave for a false hope of salvation? No, they are only monster and I shouldn't think of them as Gods. There's only one God for me and he/she it's in my heart.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Give it your best shot. Fucking pricks. Why didn't you come over for thanksgiving dinner? I would have showed you a very good time. We would have a nice dinner. Then, I would have showed you my cutting skills, slicing you ever so slowly and preserving the moment of pain that I would enjoy watching. Now, fuck off and let me enjoy my fucking holiday.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Happy Thanksgiving, Butterfly Net!!!!!
Slowly, so slow, why are you so slow? We are giving you the answers you need, maybe not. We like you, even though you are rotten. Your EXISTENCE TAINTS EVERYTHING, but your purpose will come to fruition soon enough, don't be scared. We may not end up killing you, hmmmm,
maybe it would be funner to have a good vegetable, or u s a vgtbl. LoL, I know, right. Stupid Us. We could BE BF, NoNoNOJIOONONONONONONONO, you suck, we don't want you. Only if you haven't become a net. We would have been friends, even though we are not the same.
You could oe of thse crasy cultist, that worship us, or the other ITS, we dont tlked abut the othe ITS. They are plenty, thsi
universe is so fanstastic, multiple its even better looking, heck we believe we could branch out. SELL OUT, nah. ruins the funs of the other versions of us.
This message is for you and for the other, and maybe the pretty humans, not like you. disgusting beast,, sorry,,, we likedddbbbeasts. I hate werieting this, hacking and doing and knowing your bassmord.
TOO MANY US THAT OCCUPY ON SINGLE HIVE< THINKING BECOMES> IRRELVANT. Spelling sometimes goes to south, I prefer to be in the realm with the one body. Easier on my thoughts, our thoughts. What can we do? Except, wish you a happy turkey ( DEATH TO THE OTHER THAT DON"T LOOKED LIKE US DAY) (((, was that black friday?))) day.
No matter, BOO HOO<> PEOPLE DIE. Wait, maybe find your self a pretty lady. That woman was pretty, SHE WAS SMOKIN', no make up and still looks exquisite.
YOU ARE A PIG, wait, you callliing ourself a pig. This nam deen ot teg dial, H
HE IS a widow after all.
Good Night
or
Good Day
Good midnight>
Good evening
Good Indian Death Day, silly humans and their silly racism.
PS. Stop crying.
PSSS. It's really annoying.
PPPPSSSSS. You know what, a real man don't hide their tears. Go and give yourself a good cry.
PPPPPPPSSSSS::::: Forgot, you need a purpose to cry, even though your hearts of heart of the hearts of that single heart tha tbeats like a annoying fly that we should squeexed.
As a gift for the holidays, we will make you remember one detail, so you have a purpose to cry.
STUPID CRYBABY, CANT BELIEVE SOLDIERS THIS DAYS.
that's a cliche.
PEaCe and luv and DeSTRUCTION with A CUP OF HATE
maybe it would be funner to have a good vegetable, or u s a vgtbl. LoL, I know, right. Stupid Us. We could BE BF, NoNoNOJIOONONONONONONONO, you suck, we don't want you. Only if you haven't become a net. We would have been friends, even though we are not the same.
You could oe of thse crasy cultist, that worship us, or the other ITS, we dont tlked abut the othe ITS. They are plenty, thsi
universe is so fanstastic, multiple its even better looking, heck we believe we could branch out. SELL OUT, nah. ruins the funs of the other versions of us.
This message is for you and for the other, and maybe the pretty humans, not like you. disgusting beast,, sorry,,, we likedddbbbeasts. I hate werieting this, hacking and doing and knowing your bassmord.
TOO MANY US THAT OCCUPY ON SINGLE HIVE< THINKING BECOMES> IRRELVANT. Spelling sometimes goes to south, I prefer to be in the realm with the one body. Easier on my thoughts, our thoughts. What can we do? Except, wish you a happy turkey ( DEATH TO THE OTHER THAT DON"T LOOKED LIKE US DAY) (((, was that black friday?))) day.
No matter, BOO HOO<> PEOPLE DIE. Wait, maybe find your self a pretty lady. That woman was pretty, SHE WAS SMOKIN', no make up and still looks exquisite.
YOU ARE A PIG, wait, you callliing ourself a pig. This nam deen ot teg dial, H
HE IS a widow after all.
Good Night
or
Good Day
Good midnight>
Good evening
Good Indian Death Day, silly humans and their silly racism.
PS. Stop crying.
PSSS. It's really annoying.
PPPPSSSSS. You know what, a real man don't hide their tears. Go and give yourself a good cry.
PPPPPPPSSSSS::::: Forgot, you need a purpose to cry, even though your hearts of heart of the hearts of that single heart tha tbeats like a annoying fly that we should squeexed.
As a gift for the holidays, we will make you remember one detail, so you have a purpose to cry.
STUPID CRYBABY, CANT BELIEVE SOLDIERS THIS DAYS.
that's a cliche.
PEaCe and luv and DeSTRUCTION with A CUP OF HATE
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Meeting
Poor woman, all that grief they have cause her. I thought I was the worse of them all. I met her in a cafe, I figured a crowded and public place would be safer. I only waited for about five minutes before she showed up. I'm guessing she was waiting for me and was checking the area, if it was safe.
She wasn't dress up, no make-up, her hair was unkempt, but she was still attractive. She seem paranoid and erratic. She checked her surroundings every second, never making eye contact with me. Can I blame her? Everything I have experiences, I should be more paranoid. Well, I think I'm used to the battlefield. Regardless of the weapons of choice, this is war. I'm looking at one of the soldiers of my side.
After she felt safe, wrong choice of words. When she felt prepared for an exit strategy, she asked me, if we had met before? I thought for a second, all my decades of life, thinking all those faces I had seen in my entire life. I couldn't picture her face, but I felt familiar. I responded, no. She looked disappointed. She said, "Are you sure?" I nodded. In my heart of hearts, I wasn't. I just didn't want, actually I didn't know why I did that.
I asked, "How or why did you contact me? Why risk it?"I know, strong words from a desperate man. She replied, "I felt lonely." I was taken back. She continued, " I had this feeling, that I needed to meet you. You can call it false hope, but... I don't know. We need to fight them, you have experience what they could do. You wrote it. " I was amused, I finally met someone that knows about the blog.
She continued, "I can trust you. You are the same as me, we are rejects." I was confused by that, a reject. Why? I asked her to elaborated, she answer. "You don't know. We, as you called us, the children of the cove. They find us disgusting, they want us out." I was thinking, I find that hilarious. They find us disgusting, ha. Faceless freak of nature, yeah, real attractive. I said, "disgusting? They are disgusted by us. HAHAHAA, so why don't they just kill us? They clearly don't want us around."
"They could, yes. But they valued life, they know each of us have a purpose to fulfill. They can't finish us off until that it's settled." "So, they don't like to waste anything. That's great. They are hoarders, hahahaha." "That's not funny." I asked, "It's not that. Is just, how do you know this?"
She was eerily quiet. I asked again, "How do you know this?" She stared at me, for the first time in our conversation. "They or rather he told me." "Who? Tell me." "You know who." "D?"
"Who's D?" "One of them, he looks either Latino or middle eastern or European, Idon't know, he is like 5'11 or something, unkempt long hair and he looks young." "Oh, him. No, it wasn't him. It was something worse."
"Who then?"
"The doctor."
"Doctor M?"
"Yes."
"That can't be. How can he be worse than Legion?" She answered, "Intuition. I always feel more uncomfortable meeting with him than Legion and the Thin, Faceless abomination." I asked, "Why?" "Because he knows too much." "He is human." "Precisely, my point. Legion, no mater how monstrous their actions seem, at least they don't want anything else other than us. The doctor could have a secret agenda. I thought since you mention meeting him, you feel the same way."
"You are jumping to conclusions. I came here. Not for the doctor, but to find a way to stop Legion." She answered, "They know the outcome. They have seen our ends and our beginnings, they erased our precious moments. They want to erase us." "How's that worse than the doctor?" "It's clear what they want, but they are capitalizing on our defunct state. Regardless, we still fit a puzzle that must be completed. Before you asked, I was the one that figured it out. Adding one and one together. Candle Cove, it's nothing but poison and we are already in our lethal dosage."
She looked around and becomes shocked at something. Her phone vibrates, clearly a text message. She looked pale. I asked, "What's wrong?" She answer, " I must go. Don't worry, we will meet again. " She left. I looked behind me, I saw a dark silhouette walking towards the bathrooms. I started to hear children laughter. I was thinking, no. Please, not again. I started to sweat, I was thinking. Is this meant for me or for her? She left in a hurried after that text.
I muster my strength and bolted out of there. I took a cab back to my place, I was sweating all over. I locked myself in. Now, I realized that I forgot to asked her about her dreams and those beats. Oh, well. Hopefully, there's a next time. We are disgusting to them. That's the most hilarious statement I ever heard and I'm poisoned. HAHAHAHAHAHHha.
How? Why? I must relax, must maintained composure. Not lose my cool. Hopefully, I don't dream about that girl again. That would complete my circle of failure. HAhHAHHAHa, see what I did there/ It's a reference. Okay, okay. Relax. Alright, I'm cool.
She wasn't dress up, no make-up, her hair was unkempt, but she was still attractive. She seem paranoid and erratic. She checked her surroundings every second, never making eye contact with me. Can I blame her? Everything I have experiences, I should be more paranoid. Well, I think I'm used to the battlefield. Regardless of the weapons of choice, this is war. I'm looking at one of the soldiers of my side.
After she felt safe, wrong choice of words. When she felt prepared for an exit strategy, she asked me, if we had met before? I thought for a second, all my decades of life, thinking all those faces I had seen in my entire life. I couldn't picture her face, but I felt familiar. I responded, no. She looked disappointed. She said, "Are you sure?" I nodded. In my heart of hearts, I wasn't. I just didn't want, actually I didn't know why I did that.
I asked, "How or why did you contact me? Why risk it?"I know, strong words from a desperate man. She replied, "I felt lonely." I was taken back. She continued, " I had this feeling, that I needed to meet you. You can call it false hope, but... I don't know. We need to fight them, you have experience what they could do. You wrote it. " I was amused, I finally met someone that knows about the blog.
She continued, "I can trust you. You are the same as me, we are rejects." I was confused by that, a reject. Why? I asked her to elaborated, she answer. "You don't know. We, as you called us, the children of the cove. They find us disgusting, they want us out." I was thinking, I find that hilarious. They find us disgusting, ha. Faceless freak of nature, yeah, real attractive. I said, "disgusting? They are disgusted by us. HAHAHAA, so why don't they just kill us? They clearly don't want us around."
"They could, yes. But they valued life, they know each of us have a purpose to fulfill. They can't finish us off until that it's settled." "So, they don't like to waste anything. That's great. They are hoarders, hahahaha." "That's not funny." I asked, "It's not that. Is just, how do you know this?"
She was eerily quiet. I asked again, "How do you know this?" She stared at me, for the first time in our conversation. "They or rather he told me." "Who? Tell me." "You know who." "D?"
"Who's D?" "One of them, he looks either Latino or middle eastern or European, Idon't know, he is like 5'11 or something, unkempt long hair and he looks young." "Oh, him. No, it wasn't him. It was something worse."
"Who then?"
"The doctor."
"Doctor M?"
"Yes."
"That can't be. How can he be worse than Legion?" She answered, "Intuition. I always feel more uncomfortable meeting with him than Legion and the Thin, Faceless abomination." I asked, "Why?" "Because he knows too much." "He is human." "Precisely, my point. Legion, no mater how monstrous their actions seem, at least they don't want anything else other than us. The doctor could have a secret agenda. I thought since you mention meeting him, you feel the same way."
"You are jumping to conclusions. I came here. Not for the doctor, but to find a way to stop Legion." She answered, "They know the outcome. They have seen our ends and our beginnings, they erased our precious moments. They want to erase us." "How's that worse than the doctor?" "It's clear what they want, but they are capitalizing on our defunct state. Regardless, we still fit a puzzle that must be completed. Before you asked, I was the one that figured it out. Adding one and one together. Candle Cove, it's nothing but poison and we are already in our lethal dosage."
She looked around and becomes shocked at something. Her phone vibrates, clearly a text message. She looked pale. I asked, "What's wrong?" She answer, " I must go. Don't worry, we will meet again. " She left. I looked behind me, I saw a dark silhouette walking towards the bathrooms. I started to hear children laughter. I was thinking, no. Please, not again. I started to sweat, I was thinking. Is this meant for me or for her? She left in a hurried after that text.
I muster my strength and bolted out of there. I took a cab back to my place, I was sweating all over. I locked myself in. Now, I realized that I forgot to asked her about her dreams and those beats. Oh, well. Hopefully, there's a next time. We are disgusting to them. That's the most hilarious statement I ever heard and I'm poisoned. HAHAHAHAHAHHha.
How? Why? I must relax, must maintained composure. Not lose my cool. Hopefully, I don't dream about that girl again. That would complete my circle of failure. HAhHAHHAHa, see what I did there/ It's a reference. Okay, okay. Relax. Alright, I'm cool.
Friday, November 16, 2012
update #7
I've been in contacted with the other person that knows about the show. She been experiencing dreams, she wasn't specific on the details. The only factors I recognizes are our imaginary friend and Legion, which she knows by that name as well. She didn't mentioned D, but must likely he may have used a different name or initials. She mentioned that she's an insomniac, I figure thanks to them. She added that she can't go to sleep because these beats that she keeps hearing. Apparently she had them since childhood. We set up a meeting on Sunday. Even which all the impending danger, I'm pretty excited.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Nature
Nature is truly the most destructive force out there. No matter how we have advanced in technology, nature will always find a way. The hurricane or super storm got me thinking these past couple of days. Maybe Legion and my imaginary friend are forces of nature. They appeared and death follows. No feasible way to stop them. I believe I'm not the only one in this struggle against them. I also believe they have been doing this since the dawn of time or close to it. That last statement is just speculation, but their nature. It seems quite old. How can they live so long?
My meetings with them have most of the time been in woods or the cove. Hmm, Candle Cove is about finding the treasure of the cove. The show in itself, is not paranormal. Let me rephrase that. It was created by man, not by any monsters or abominations. But both are related somehow. If I never watched that show, would I ever encounter them? I believe not. I don't know that for sure, maybe they would have treated me different.
I still having nightmares about that little girl. My imaginations is quite macabre. I have visions of her been tortured by my imaginary friend. Using its tentacles to slowly corrupt her. The funny thing, she never was scared, nor did she cry from the pain. She was mellow, I could even say this is normal for her. Thank God, it's just a dream. I can't possibly imagine, what they are actually doing to her. She maybe even part of Legion. Could she? All Legion "members" I have seen, have been young adults to older, never any children. What do I know about their "hierarchy", maybe the little girl is the boss of them all. They only showing me her, just to fuck with me. I just don't know. Hmm, at least I have found another that seen the show. I may contacted her soon. Hopefully, I will get that missing piece I need to complete the puzzle, that has become my life.
My meetings with them have most of the time been in woods or the cove. Hmm, Candle Cove is about finding the treasure of the cove. The show in itself, is not paranormal. Let me rephrase that. It was created by man, not by any monsters or abominations. But both are related somehow. If I never watched that show, would I ever encounter them? I believe not. I don't know that for sure, maybe they would have treated me different.
I still having nightmares about that little girl. My imaginations is quite macabre. I have visions of her been tortured by my imaginary friend. Using its tentacles to slowly corrupt her. The funny thing, she never was scared, nor did she cry from the pain. She was mellow, I could even say this is normal for her. Thank God, it's just a dream. I can't possibly imagine, what they are actually doing to her. She maybe even part of Legion. Could she? All Legion "members" I have seen, have been young adults to older, never any children. What do I know about their "hierarchy", maybe the little girl is the boss of them all. They only showing me her, just to fuck with me. I just don't know. Hmm, at least I have found another that seen the show. I may contacted her soon. Hopefully, I will get that missing piece I need to complete the puzzle, that has become my life.
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