The Zombie Manifesto /
An ominous and growing horde, certainties of flawed men make use constant tortured paradigms as the living plight and slight the land, turning once great words against their kith and kin, banner of the bloody symbol, sardonic camaraderie and culture, our gory banner flies with a revision forced, we are retracing the paths to our reopened graves. We have crawled out of our buried coffins with disdain of things humane, paranoia and bloodthirsty desire to control all modes, further deriding culture to recidivistic base ignorance to commit crimes in frail and vain untenable purview. Controlled and mutually assured destruction exacts heinous acts by belligerent design, the undead rise to consume. Eccentric malevolence makes martyring innocence progressively simpler, the misled rally to delusion, crazed without empathy to stabilize perception with fear and division, the dead outnumber the living. Rank and file become conscripts and marauders as an imbalance of power is seen reversely thru every and all eyes, thieves speak for victims and the innocent have fled, fiendishness becomes mistaken for honor. The fallen shall become the risen just as the dead are born. Insanity echoes itself with truth scorned by accomplished menaces, with fear in hand the scouts and liars line each next town with deceit and foresworn subterfuge, as spies and saboteurs imbue controlled messages of fear or revelation, and the felons are eager to join the ranks first by treason subtle or fierce. Isolation becomes indoctrination, cages separate the undead from the evils of the living, this exploit placates a narrative conditional to great dalliance and opulence. The undead overrun the living who forget themselves, we rise to watch the world turn and bring the humans with us. Factions combine to appease the dictator, seeking truce in daylight to rob from the poor, and keeping hidden at night to resume quietly killing each other, collectors of stolen wealth seek ways to protect their ill-gotten gains, miring them in only one way to spend it. Bias becomes elitism and familiarity becomes aristocracy, but zombies consume despite any appearance. Delusions enhance the madness of despots, unable to see their intrusion they demand elevation of many and seemingly invisible supporters to have godlike command, the good endorse patience, while the bad espouse severity, as the innocent remain voiceless or aligned with false concepts, and to save yourselves without escape from yourselves and joining the horde. Flagrant ineptitude in droves, appropriations become theft as the mode of reproduction becomes political and the politics of apathy takes its place. These were the first of the zombies, they were the afterlife. Free will ignored and speech silenced, chieftains hide their tribes in secret, the cloying acolytes defame character and culture to gain favor of ferule tyrants, for fecund fiefdoms, assassinations occur here in political wind but only to the effect of leaves in autumn. For we as zombies do not congregate with the living, but all will congregate with the zombie apocalypse. Questioning minds go fatally missing, intrigue is traipsed by totalitarians, empty laws eventually fill shallow minds with callous thoughts. The best against eternity are still to have what humans cannot know. Dungeons, mines, and farms overfill with slaves, the infamy of these incarcerations flow systematic debauchery over prison walls until the surrounding society of each adopts a slave structure mentality, where all laws are straw scarecrows or blatant fires. Hunger for what the mind has, creation cannot replace the power of zombies. Summary imprisonment, damnation eternal, darkness of penalty, demonized and subjected to manipulation. These are unimportant, victim and accuser, right or wrong, will become infected. Militia become paid mercenaries, malice becomes menace thruout the countryside, and foist responsibility on themselves when telling people to look to perpetrators as liberators, above reproach. There is no concept that prevents zombies from consuming humanity. A legion of spies whose sole purpose is encouraging distrust, for agents provocateurs can feign help until able to destroy with force and spectacle. Zombies are not a conspiracy. We are here for humanity as it runs towards the future. Attack new factions as if the old, infiltrate and destroy, rebuild according to bidding-saboteurs any faction in their definition of removable, escaping the safety of life to find something better in an apocalypse. Unfair to the fairer, houses of ill repute consume entire families purely to dissuade travelers from visiting and seeing the evils, until controlling every aspect of the home and family under threat of death, ideological insanity, zombies do not make such absurdly wild assumptions.