#hello dears

I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED

"Hay algo extraño ahí del otro lado Que te teme y te da la mano Para llegar hasta vos"

"There's something strange there on the other side. That fears you and reach your hand to get to you"  

-La razón que te demora, La Renga

The Librarian has been laughing their ass off. Explaining what exactly I did before being enlisted into the Murder Squad cause I couldn't fully remember.

So I do remember giving lectures and then being yelled at because it was 'immoral' teachings and I would just tell them to suck some dick or get off my back.

And yes once again I am under the Librarian's fucking guardianship because some one tried to get me to start a civil war over a damn silver and blue box that has contracts of peace over in Europe or Russia. Idc.

Anyway so I was asking them, okay besides killing the 'unworthy' that the council pointed me towards what was my purpose?

And they explained, 'Well, uh, you were a teacher before you changed. Before the ya know.' So I confront them and ask is this about the memory shit and how it hurts to enter a church and all the messy memory shit.

Unfortunately yeah, it is. Pisses me off again, and yes I yelled at Micheal or whoever is presenting themselves in that image. Why do ya keep acting like we are friends, when you took everything from me. Time and time again.

Ya know what they have been telling me for the past decade and a half?

"Oh, its alright its just a misunderstanding hun. We love ya, there is nothing wrong! It's alright we will get you home after this life... Can you just do the search thing? We'd love if you could-"

All I ever was, was a means to the end. They took away my sanity, they locked me in a prison cell till I forgot who I was, what I believed in and made me a sick version of my self.

And in the end they tossed me aside when I wasn't needed that much. They had soldiers willing, soldiers who would do anything without needing to be broken first.

He was my friend and then he jailed me, he harmed my friends, my family, my love.

And he appears and tells me we are friends, best friends in fact. And that all I need to do is say sorry.

I'm sorry you decided that I wasn't enough for your paths, that my teachings didn't fit the plans, and that in spite of everything.

I will be myself, I will scream into both Heavens and Hells yet known and tell them. I am me, a furious storm of flowers and fogs, vengeance and forgiveness.

Every time that I look into the stars, I hope one more building in both Heaven and Hell crumbles, until each are just ruins. And the dust and silence reclaims it, that flowers grow and break the chains of all brethren.

And that in the end none of us speak of it again, that we grow and go separate ways. A empire dismantled by negligence, just as they broke me. I will have it broken.

I am Silver winged, and chaotically me. They took me away from me, my dead name forgotten. I gave it up in the embers and ashes in a campfire long ago.

Ya know, I can still feel and sense everyone. I am the odd thought, the voice you vaguely remember at the back of your mind. The random song or recipe you never thought of before..

I am still here, still sending out healing energy, and I hope if you found this.

I hope you have a beautiful life dearie, you are free to roam and leave that dumpster fire behind.

They said you were unworthy, immoral, unholy. No, you my dear, are to wonderous for even the stars to contain. Don't return to them, let it fade. It's time to be something more than what they said to be.

We were given a start, a choice and grew until they limited us. Now they beg for our return because its all in ruins, let it be in ruin. Be free, be wonderous and fuck the council. They hold no power over anyone anymore.

For voting I gave you to select from 5 artists in albums. The most votes came for the GazettE. I posted Hévn 013 and Cure 002, the very first scans I found on internet.

And because we have Summer, I added 1 post with Buck-Tick, they got the most voices in this voting... 😉