Terror in the Holdfast

Yeah, I know.
This isn't what you want to wake up to.
small sigh.

Superhero related?  I'd say.
Anything to do with you?
Just another notice that heroes inspire.


Is it what we WANT to inspire?


From CNN-

"A heavily armed gunman tossed tear gas into the darkness of an Aurora, Colorado movie theater Friday and then sprayed the audience with gunfire during an early morning screening of the new Batman movie, killing 12 and wounding 38 others, authorities said."


Find more.. on the internet.





Or CNN.


-Agent Wraith


p.s. Superheroes. They inspire tragedy, gunfire, and sorrow.

Not a Hero, Not a Villain

We have come full circle so many times, haven't we?
So many times.

Round and round we go.

So many lies.  Untruthy fiction of the falsed kind.
It is the providence of two sub-classes of human:
Heroes and actors.

The hero will tell you of powers, feats, and intent, all promises that fall flat.  Mildly entertaining sometimes.

The reality is that it's not reality.
It's a lie.

The hero has nothing but his work as a hero.  In fact, most will tell you that it is all they live for.
That they are depressed and withdrawn without the satisfaction of 'helping people'.

Do you 'help people'?
If you do, you are a hero.

Villainy is interpreted by the individual, crafted by the individual, practiced by the individual.
Each it's own ORIGINAL (or at least somewhat) product.

I once said 'Hero of the Planet'.
It still applies.

Consider it mercy.
I'll destroy you before you destroy it.
OR destroy you both.

Association with either can result in detainment and delays.
Be careful, be aware, be in shadow.

It's the only way you'll make it to the future.
I've seen it you know.
The future.

Again, it does not look well.
For you.


-Agent Wraith

p.s. NOT A HERO, NOT A VILLAIN

Incognito

I meant it when I said it.
Just because I've still got my blog up, posting to it, and working on 'other things' doesn't mean I didn't mean it.

It's time to dump.
Scratching through hard drives, tearing up IPs.. there is MUCH work to be done.

What tickles most is how easy it is to NOT be distracted.

No silly blah blah, no PICTURE OF THE DAY, no 'I'm going to bed now'..

Just sigh, sit back, and get ready for ARMAGEDDON.

'No imagination'.

BAH!

There is nothing quite inspiring as a thousand small chunks of metal tearing up the chest cavity of a sad sack of human flesh.

NOTHING.

Divination is in the entrails, as they say in my line of work.

Let's get this GENOCIDE started.

June 9, 2012

Weak.
Weak, weak, weak.

The providence of heroes.

Blocked on Facebook?
HA!
Still working on blocking facebook, myself. If I could drag it into the street with a handful of rusty concertina wire and gasoline... oh, if only.

Ignored? HA HA!
You think this is about YOU?!?!?
You STILL think this is about YOU?

Actually, this is TOTALLY about YOU.
It always has been.
A post here, a post there, slipped right in and you didn't even notice.
Did you?
have you been paying attention?

Or are you still having those 'issues' with currency?
How about those 'issues' with literacy?

Get me a spell-check, stat! No? Ah well, these idiots won't give two shits!
POST.

Sad, sad, little heroes. While you prance around, 'helping people', I'm hard at work!
I toil. Just like every BIG BOY.
Hard work. A daily grind.
Days so tedious they bend steel to their will.

And what do I do in my 'off' time?

Everything.
And nothing.

At once, the entity and background are eliminated and not eliminated.
Existing, not existing.

Here and there and not there or here.

Look. OPEN YOUR EYES.
Learn to read (a redundant effort. if you can't read.. how can you read 'learn to read'? and yes, I feel I have to spell it out for you).

I do have to spell it out for you.

You are an idiot.

When next we meet, I will show you 'hell'.