Righteous (The Diary Entries)

Hello and good day to you all.

I have been working on writing a book for the past few months and I decided to release some pieces of it for your reading pleasure. Feedback would be much appreciated. If you would like to read more just comment and I will slowly add more..."episodes" so to speak. Enjoy.

RIGHTEOUS
The Diary Entries​

This world is so unbelievably accustomed to being caressed by the warm embrace of Globalization and Humanitarianism. It sickens me. It truly sickens me. I intend to rid the world of these people who believe they are untouchable, that they are safe, indeed this is the cause of true insecurity. They make for rather easy targets.

Monday, June 21, 2022

Today I witnessed my next door neighbor, who is a practicing heart surgeon, completely lose his mind when his children had left the garage door open. He lectured them on how a thief could have simply walked into the garage and taken whatever he so desired with ease. This lecture was utterly pointless because the day prior the children had left the shed door unlocked in the backyard and it had still remained unoticed by the doctor. Children, they have the greatest sense of false security in their parents. In an instant they could be left to a world of darkness and insecurity as soon as the parents are away. A child is unable to fully comprehend the power of a human with lethal intentions. A child does not understand what it is to be uplifted among others for having self-gratifying moments of slaughter. My mind is numb with fantasies of being that "thief". Realizing that I could turn their world upside down with one simple action of eliminating a loved one really infatuates me. This is how the world remains weak in my eyes. Love conclusively weakens a person. For if it is distorted, the flood gates of sorrow and depression will be soon to follow, which in turn weakens the soul. Today, was just another day.

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The path each individual human being takes on this planet is different. Albeit that some paths are similar in such a degree as attending the same university program together. But each person experiences these paths differently. It amazes me how we are born into this world with nothing but limits. Some may spend their lives attempting to break these limits that their bodies, circumstances and other discrepancies attempt to place upon them. The reality of the matter is, being born without limits, is true freedom. Being in a state of mind and body that positions themselves above all others. This is true serenity. This is what must be brought into light, that a human being is capable of so much more than they limit themselves to. They must indulge. I must devour. They may see destruction in my endeavours however, I see progress. I see enlightenment. I see myself as being unstoppable.

Tuesday, June 22, 2022

I waved at the children today as they left for school in the morning. I noticed that the doctor awakens at 6:30 AM each morning. His daily routine is mainly random. Between brushing his teeth, shaving, putting coffee on, waking his wife, eating a quick breakfast, then heading out the door at 7:15 AM. He will always be out of the door before or right on time. Punctual. I like it. His wife appears to get fairly distraught in the mornings. She is very disorganized hence why the children forget to close doors or lock sheds. She will have the children up and ready for school before 8:15 AM which is when the school bus arrives. The bus leaves at 8:20 AM. With the children gone, husband gone, and the garage being left open by the children I have an ample opportunity to socialize with Mrs. Disorganized. I do believe she needs another lecture on the importance of not leaving the door open when going back to sleep. Would not want any uninvited guests now would we?

Most days I blend. Simple emotional manipulation. As soon as I make someone believe that what they see with their eyes is all that there is too see I own them. They become my information outlet, financial waterfall, or simply necessary publicity. For if I am being either praised, or sympathized, it all works in the favor of the one who is in total control of his emotions, this is my design.

Thursday, June 24, 2022

The weekend approaches. Tonight is simply magnificent. Tonight is when action will accompany fantasy. I will assemble my very best emotions to ensure success in gaining a faint trust. Trust is my primary weapon. Trust promotes passiveness, and when the right moment is ripe with passiveness this is when the fantasy will be fulfilled.
I am furthermore excited to begin but I must remain patient.

In the act of blood gushing through their punctured skin there is nothing more satisfying then the pleas for it to end. Life flees from their eyes, while fixed on mine. As I stand over a lifeless body of the victims to my righteous attainment I wonder what they had been attempting to achieve with their gifts of birth and the prolonged life that was allowed them. Did they realize that it could all be taken away by a simple wound? They lived an illusion of freedom and stability. I am their Savior. I purged the ill informed mind they had, to hope that I would cause a new stream of thinking within the vicinity of those affected by the sudden death. Yet, life goes on for those who remain. They mourn for a certain period of time and believe that something horrifically fatal could not possibly lay siege upon their secure futures. The lesson I wish for them to comprehend from such destruction is to avoid reliance on future deeds. The future is but a dream, and while they dream, I am their living reality.

Friday, July 12, 2022

It has been nearly three weeks since my decision to make contact with my targets. I made conversation today with Stephanie. She is becoming more accustomed to my visits in the mornings to provide her with council and friendship. Once Daren, her husband, has departed for work and the children have boarded the school bus, I proceed to the front door at 8:30 AM to meet with Stephanie. We had a conversation about raising children, it was a delight to delve in a topic of interest to me. Of course the proportion of truth spilling from my lips was inevitably small but I digress. I needed Stephanie to trust me. Last week I was able to learn more about the neighbouring family. The family is a family of four, two boys, Jared is 8 and Nicholas is 5. Both attend St. Thomas school, they play hockey throughout the week, which explains why the house is sometimes completely empty for three hours on Friday nights. Friday night is game night.

 

Interesting, but I dont think this is SFA material

 

No? What would be the proper thread category to post it in?

 

General discussion maybe?

 

http://www.sythe.org/something-all/...tion-read-before-posting-avoid-forum-ban.html


this,



try general section.

 

Thanks for the move. Any thoughts on the writing?