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Friday, January 28, 2011

7

Today is a day of celebration at the compound.

There are many things going on that I cannot divulge, but, what I can say is that there is several parties in the upper levels to make the phrase 'raising the roof' a necessity.
We're literally running out of room.

Apparently today is Henchman Appreciation day at Los Sauces.  I completely neglected to get my lessers a proper appreciation gift.

I know what some people are thinking.. Henchmen?  Appreciation?

But, you know what?  You can't run a successful organization without loyal and comfortable (complacent) henchmen.  Or employees if you prefer to monetarily compensate them.

Talk around the water cooler is that there is something going on.

To tell the truth, something definitely is going on.

My henchmen are valuable to me.  Every single one of them.
Bumbling as they are, they are my henchmen.
Not yours, mine.
Of course I have a tendency to be biased.
They are my henchmen.
I treat them well, they reciprocate.
Just because I despise, loathe, contemplate the eradication of, actually succeed in thinning portions of humanity, doesn't mean I can't sympathize or empathize with some of them.

So, yeah.
My henchmen.
Salutations!  Good work!  Keep it up!
Follow me.. in the end of it all.. we know we are fighting the good fight.
That's right.
I said it.
The good fight.

Does no one remember me telling you that evil is in the eye of the beholder?
*laughs*
Seriously?
I am saving this planet.  I seek its repair.
I'm not going to grow my hair out and team up with Treesong..
But this planet is my home.
For now.
Humans are its enemy.
So call me 'villain'.
Call me 'evil'.

You humans better wise up.

Snatch back your brain zombie.  Snatch it back and hold it.


Oh, I'm trying to square up with the locals and their reluctance to digitally record any ceremonies.  If I can hold to my position, pray that I appease the right gods, and hope that improbability is on my side.. I'll show you something you will never forget.
The world is vast.. and though this seems chaotic.. try to hold what I have been saying.

If you read this, see this as me talking to you like it's real.
To me, it is.
I come to you like you don't expect; like a friend.
Like yourself.
I talk to you like this not just because I can, but because I want to.

Either get with the program, or get deleted.

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