The living dead are innumerable and their fate seems sealed as they are determined to maul and murder the last vestiges of their humanity and devour their brains into stupidity. The only hope left is that they allow a few daring soldiers of truth and life to deliver the drug which will cure them of their disease of benightedness. The cure is revolution and its side-effect is freedom. This revolution will not overthrow kings or governments, that freedom lasts but a short while for it is not a revolution realised within ourselves. Where the fear strikes in our hearts and minds is where it will be overturned and, with the power over us overthrown, the controlling forces that be begin to become powerless. This cure is the most difficult to accept and the most arduous to administer but it is the most effective and powerful.
Internal revolution requires the person to entirely reorientate themselves so that they may become the source of their own empowerment and they are their own means to contentedness. Abadonment of reliance on any form of external authority is to be exacted immediately. For too long those who have broken backs with their burdens have scoffed at the impoverishment of the horde's member's identity. Those barbaric, bulbous behemoths must be left to rot in their conspiring cowardice and will have to watch as our eyes clear, our thoughts return and we become human once more. Do not let them control you with fear. Become your own control and you will learn to abolish fear and acheive the ambition you once knew you had within you. We can and must do what we dream or else our lives will have culminated in nothing of any worth either to us or anybody else.
To begin the revolt and embrace the cure we must realise our condition. We must be encouraged to question our existence, our being and what we believe we know. Without a mind experienced in thought this can sometimes be near impossible, revolution is new and confusing. Nonetheless, the horde must stop being a mass of rotted nothings and become individuals with worth, value and, above all, freedom. The choices will still exist, as will the pressures, for the baleful wails of the monstrous rulers will continue to echo long after we have left them to die and their shadow will continue to darken our lives forever. Yet we will not be bullied or coerced underneath their crushing weight but will throw them aside and decide the right for ourselves. Zombies, fulfil your dreams, live the lives you ought to have done from them start. Cast aside your chains and be free to rule yourselves for it is what you are owed after a lifetime of dissatisfaction and hunger for truth and happiness. We who are the fomenters of revolution will distribute knowledge and wisdom to enlighten and develop individuality so that we may live lives of effective contemplation and not pure, blind, fatalistic pragmatism.
As for now we can only keep trying to permeate that hard shell of ignorance which has formed around the minds of the living dead. The virus is out, the infection has taken hold and zombified the nation, but revolution is here to cure it. The pariahs will gain power. The volitional revolution has begun.
Think and be free.
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