Where the air is heavy and the light cannot reach. They must remember: my shade suffocates, my presence withers, and all that lingers beneath me will decay...
Their leaving carved sorrow into me, yet like a forsaken tree, I did not break, I hardened. My roots burrowed into the depths, drinking from silence, my trunk rising heavier, darker. And if they return, they may crawl into my shadow, where rest is not comfort but a grave embrace,
Every sane society allows a certain number of people to deviate
You don't have to join, that don't have to play
A society which is insane and unsure
of itself cannot allow that to happen
It says everybody must join
Every body must learn
Everybody must belong
Then freedom disap...