A state of subjugation so infantile, yet so disruptive, could the layers of conspiracy go further in its existence? Purportedly, a state media ran through the filter of difference and excitement leveling its own demise for short term satisfaction to the overlords, controlling our every thought and idea to the very core. Is this state ran media a consequence of governmental control, supposedly through the use of democratic means, that theoretically can be shifted determinant on public perception? Partially, yet the media runs further than what we believe it to be. As our eyeballs are ripped out of their sockets to give monetary incentives to this industry, it concludes a multiplicity of ideation that exists on its own, and wrapped around to affect the very authors themselves. Entertainment, as we uphold it, levels a perspective relevant to a minority of beings, centralized in a very few cities, and then controlled by a smaller few individuals within the business sector, and
The screeching snare of the witch's lips came to a purse. She narrowed on the billow watching a troubled man looking in the mirror. "Excuse me," she said. As she watched him, his eyes turned a glowing red. "What is it you could possibly want? Why are you always bothering me?" He said. "Can't you see I'm unwilling? I'm sick of your constant intrusion. Will you just let me be? I can't feel for myself ever." "I'm sick of you as much you are of me," she replied. "Now listen to what I'm telling you, you cannot lie to me, and I will punish you if you do. Do you understand, to ever be accepted by me, you must be..." There was a pause "... perfect?" "I'm shelled in my world and anytime you tell me how I should feel, you kill me inside Don't you know that I'm sick of it? I can't be myself around you, there is no me. There is only your want for me." The witch flew away f