At the beginning...
there was fire.
A one-way road in every mind,
every heart and every cell...
that has been set in motion with a spark.
I n this road cars never stop...
with no passengers they serve none...
colliding with each other in frantic speed...
evolving man into craft.
Hear this and fear not...
as you choke on the last gasp of air coming out of your lungs...
With my shadow as my witness...
and under silence I admit this;
He who has blood was designed to bleed...
...and he who bleeds was built to last.
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