Hello, World. Hello dying Planet. Hello extinct existence of the person you are, and the extinct souls of the old gods, and the dying animals that are slaughtered to praise your mortality. Your being feeble and dirty, soiled. Your being that wriggles around in the mud; you being the puss under the scab that I rip at now; scoop out, and bleach. If only your welded eyes could be wrenched open, then maybe, you would see the light of old. That old light so bright it would fry your eyes like eggs in your skull only to be snatched out by the tricky crows that hover. If only you could see! But you will have to hear, even though most are deaf as well. No matter. I am the Raven with three eyes to see the past, present, and future. I soar through souls and worlds to seek. I seek the truth. I seek true Judgment. I seek the Dark and the Light. I seek every path. I seek every fleeting thought and emotion. I seek the doomed and the redeemed. I seek life and death.I seek all and nothing. People are growing numb and have been for ages. They grow mentally weak. People no longer think for themselves, no longer analyze, no longer perceive and feel what is around them. They grow dim when I strive to grow quick and crafty but what good is this, when there is no craft. Only power houses that seek to see a Mcdonalds on every corner to enhance their business. BURN THEM ALL. There are so many possibilities, yet there are powers at force blocking these pathways, because they don’t want you to grow, they do not want you to find new ways, they do not want you to follow the paths. By paying attention to them only brings them power, even thinking of them gives them power. They, it, is so imbedded it’s hard to fight but you can. There are other ravens and the enemy is all around you.
