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“When Angels are forced out of Heaven; they become Devils.”
.but for us it is the other way around ain’t it.

One would think; for one to be able to break off of this chain of mainstream comformity that has been foolishly created by ‘people,’ would be rather deliberating. Yes indeed; deliberated only to become an outcast, a misfit. Like the despair of the creature in the tale of Frankenstein; I understand all too well.

I look at Life as a test. If I didn’t, life in this reality for I would be all too meaningless. I’m beginning to think that Life on Earth is this so called ‘Purgatory’. That would make sense for the way how a Being is able to ultimately choose their own path.

Prisoner of War. To be a prisoner of war one must be or have been a Warrior. For I, a meekly being; am just a mere prisoner. But what I live for, more so; what I ‘survive’ for. Is to one day become a Warrior and finally put myself in the front lines. Fighting to the death; sacrificing my life. The War I would fight for is the War for a New World Order. What is the war that you fight for?

Is there more to it behind this P.O.W. you’ve mention? From what you’ve posted; it sounds like the Battle of Personal Survival. It is a battle most all beings must fight. Though some have it more easy than others. While some are just strolling; gliding by. Others are put down on their knees too weak to even crawl. For I, I am put layed on my back with my arms crossed. Ha.

You want to get many tattoos, well make sure you don’t wreck yourself with them if you know what I mean. Well; that’s it.

mhm what time is it? shouldn’t you be sleeping? ha.