The following is a manifesto only in the sense that lesser and less-intelligent populations might benefit from its writings. Those that believe it is being written for them are, of course, sorely mistaken. It is nothing more than a general consensus I hold in leiu with regards to the current Systemic situation, as well as the standings of certain select and upper echelons of the Merovingian organization.
Ironically and oh so human, the first issue on everyone's mind is, in fact, the least pertinent. Anome has continually stepped up his attacks over the past month, his Unlimits targeting both Red operatives and vital power lines. And yet, despite its operative's formidable abilities, Unlimit, in the eyes of most, has failed. However, I can tell you that it has not. It has but one objective to meet: chaos, and it is causing such quite efficiently. We are all dancing to Anome's ballad, and that simple finality means that we are disadvantaged.
Despite said finality, however, Unlimit cannot win, and, thus, it will not win. It simply does not have the capacity to win because they are, in fact, quite powerless. It seems that many humans have come to the piddling conclusion that power, in essence, can be distilled into a bottle and consumed. This conslusion is, of course, mundane and materialistic. Power cannot be acquired outside of exchange in this place. As such, Unlimit is powerless because it was given its vials freely. Because they are powerless, no matter how hard they strive, Anome and Unlimit are both marked to fail.
Which brings us to that which is, in fact and currently, pertinent. Namely, the subtleties. Doubtless my fellow Exiles have felt it, as I have, and those gifted with sight of the code have no doubt even glimpsed it. Perhaps you humans can even reach out with your limited physical perceptions and feel the slowing of the breeze; the staleness in the air. It is like some sort of quiet contagain that is worming its way below the streets and ways of this magnificent City of ours. If you find yourself holding your breath, you are likely not alone.
As always, have a pleasant night.
~V
Ironically and oh so human, the first issue on everyone's mind is, in fact, the least pertinent. Anome has continually stepped up his attacks over the past month, his Unlimits targeting both Red operatives and vital power lines. And yet, despite its operative's formidable abilities, Unlimit, in the eyes of most, has failed. However, I can tell you that it has not. It has but one objective to meet: chaos, and it is causing such quite efficiently. We are all dancing to Anome's ballad, and that simple finality means that we are disadvantaged.
Despite said finality, however, Unlimit cannot win, and, thus, it will not win. It simply does not have the capacity to win because they are, in fact, quite powerless. It seems that many humans have come to the piddling conclusion that power, in essence, can be distilled into a bottle and consumed. This conslusion is, of course, mundane and materialistic. Power cannot be acquired outside of exchange in this place. As such, Unlimit is powerless because it was given its vials freely. Because they are powerless, no matter how hard they strive, Anome and Unlimit are both marked to fail.
Which brings us to that which is, in fact and currently, pertinent. Namely, the subtleties. Doubtless my fellow Exiles have felt it, as I have, and those gifted with sight of the code have no doubt even glimpsed it. Perhaps you humans can even reach out with your limited physical perceptions and feel the slowing of the breeze; the staleness in the air. It is like some sort of quiet contagain that is worming its way below the streets and ways of this magnificent City of ours. If you find yourself holding your breath, you are likely not alone.
As always, have a pleasant night.
~V
