Things are different now, a lot different. I remember a time when everything was so much simpler. Yes, that was how it was suppose to be, simple. You know, it’s true what they say. You never know what you have until you lose it, and by that time it’s to late.
We have all lost something, some more then others. I lost something many claim to have lost. They say they lost their humanity. Do they even know what they mean when they say that? Every time I hear someone say that I die a little inside. No one knows what it really means. I guess I can’t blame them though, we are human after all. Even I am still human, in some way. Although, I’ve given everything up. It’s my spirit. It cannot be killed.
The spirit, it defines what is real and what is not. It’s the one thing the Matrix cannot take from us. Our will to live. Our will to belong. Humans belong on the planet. That’s what I once thought. But I now see the truth, and no, your all wrong. So don’t start. Your beliefs mean little to me. You may travel your own path, but do not try to bring me with you. You will see me in the end, when we all meet. Everyone ends his or her destiny in the same place. I’ll be waiting.
She was supposed to bring peace and balance; she was supposed to be able to stop death. I was a fool to think that. But I was right about one thing. She is here to bring peace, but how, I do not know. I see her, alone. She is a quiet one. But she is only half of the whole. The other half is still within me. Oh mother, please forgive me. I am not as strong as I thought. But just give me a little more time. I’ll serve you forever, even if that means betraying those closest to me.
Destroy it all, yeah, impossible huh? Well I am sick of it all. How can God sit by and let the world be torn apart, what’s left of it that is. Does God not hear us begging for the wars to end? Does God care? Is there even a God to listen? That’s it, isn’t it? There never was a God, not after we destroyed the planet. God created us, and we destroyed him. We created machines, and they nearly destroyed us. Its an endless cycle.
If God does not exist then I will make one. Yes, that’s what I will do. Mother, I will give you the power of God. And with you we will destroy all those who would risk the stability of peace. We will show them no mercy. Wipe them all out. The Cypherites, those foolish cowards who would rather give up everything they have just so they don’t have to fight to survive. Peace comes at a price. And those weak souls must be purged from the world. And the E Pluribus Neo group, oh what a sorry pack they are. Can they not see Neo left them? He is gone. He is nothing compared to Mother. She is the rightful God of this planet.
In time, I will create the perfect God with my own two hands. The name Black Angel no longer has any meaning for mother. Her children as my tools, I will use them to remove all the vermin on this planet. The mother, the quiet one, in time all will see the power of my new God.
I sound like a lunatic don’t I? Maybe I am. It doesn’t really matter. No one ever got anything done by thinking about it. My actions will determine what I am, like it or not. I never was good with words. Talk is cheap.
Hmm, I suppose there are those out there who knew me before I was like this. Those people, the fools who betrayed me. Oh they will see the error in their way soon enough. I’ve already started on how I will deal with them. The five of them. They may or may not know who they are, but I don’t care at this point. I don’t care about a lot of things. Their names? No, I won’t tell. You’ll all know soon enough. When they return home as a corpse.
You think I am threatening you all, don’t you? A threat is only talk, and like I said before, I hate talk. That’s all people do. They talk. Talk, talk, talk. Ugh, it frustrates me just to think of it. You all claim to be fighting for your precious organizations. Bah, some of you can’t even think for yourself. I was like that, not anymore though, I won’t take orders.
So many things have been lost, and this rant of mine is becoming more of a speech. I have one last thing to say, to that women. Not even a women, not ever a person, not even an existence. The one who stole a part of me. She started this, maybe I should thank her. No, she still must be punished, along with the irritating one she took the order from. My list is up to six. How many more will become a target of God? Heheh, Oh, I just can’t wait. Things are finally going to happen, something right. We are finally going to be able to bring this world back to the way it was suppose to be. All thanks to mother.