Darkness.

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I remember liking that time of year when it got dark early. I remember being able to look out and see the lights in houses or even the early Christmas decoration illuminating the outside. I always liked those pockets of light in the darkness. But somehow… It seems so much darker this year.

The early darkness feels so much thicker and heavier than I remember it being. The lights are harder to see and no one is putting up Christmas lights. The number of decorated houses was dwindling for years. Electricity went up, time went down. It was easier to save what little time was available and save a few dollars on the power bill. Yet there were always some die-hards who’d come out in spades. Over the top and glistening in the darkness.

Not this year.

2020 has been dark in every respect. The tone and mood of the world has grown dark. A plague is washing over us repeatedly like a tide that cannot be stopped. When we think we have the upper hand, it returns more virulent than before. Our fellow humans can’t be bothered to care about anything beyond their own personal space. They are inconvenienced by helping others. We sit and stew with broiling rage and frustration as they prance around yapping about their rights when those rights are the reason so many still live in fear and the plague has been able to fester and expand its impact.

“Your rights end where my right to life begins.”
John Locke, “Second Treatise on Government,” 1689

Their arrogance born of righteous ignorance makes the world a far darker place than it could be. If they could be content to simply be irresponsible in their own bubbles, perhaps it wouldn’t seem so bleak. But they yell and scream and mock the health and socially conscious. The people who are doing what they can to continue to live their lives while protecting others. We wear masks loud and clear to protect ourselves and others. They wear a mask less easily seen to hide their insecurities and bury their ignorance in chambers filled with echoes. Empty, hollow echoes.

Hatred has stepped up onto the stage. Hatred of those unlike them. Hatred of anyone who shows a lick of empathy. Hatred towards everyone not locked in their narrow little views of reality. Yet when we say to them “Please, just work with us to end this crisis!” we are the bullies. We are the bigots. We are not worthy of respect.

Facts over feelings (unless facts hurt their feelings)

Snowflakes (while they melt at the slightest suggestion of being decent human beings)

Feed the virus to own the libs, I suppose.

The darkness sure is thick this year.

They were emboldened by the devil they placed in power. They elected the antichrist and hailed him as a savior. All he did was let them fly their flags of atrocity loud and clear without fear of reprimand. After all, their man was in power. They were the righteous force of truth. How could it be any other way? There was no way this conman played them. They were too smart for that. There is no way that he is continuing to play them to fuel his own obese ego. No. They’re too smart for that. They know he’s the one they’ve waited for. The one they’ve sought after to release them from the shackles of vague morality. So alluring and attractive to their ill-willed sensibilities. Emboldened by their own righteous hatred for anyone who is unlike them in any way be it skin color, gender, sexual orientation, religion, or intelligence. Those are the enemies fit only to be rejected from their reality.

I can barely see the ground beneath my feet its so damn dark…

The war on science and rationality rages. Their battle cry is that they must save their country from the ravages of “science believers”. As if those who accept science believe anything. There is no belief in science. Either you accept it, or you don’t. Science isn’t some godly entity that requires faith. It is a tested method of understanding the world that is in a constant state of growth. What was true decades ago, may not be true tomorrow. I know it’s hard to keep up when one’s mind is so addled with engrained ignorance and hatred, but do try. Learning and growing is part of being human. Accepting that your understanding of the world and your perception of reality is capable of changing is the epitome of growth. But that’s too difficult, isn’t it?

Those comfortable echoing chambers are just too difficult to step out of.

You do realize that science brought you that smartphone you’re using to spew your ignorance, don’t you?

You do realize that science reduced the chance of your mother dying while giving birth to you, don’t you?

You do realize science made sure you survived into adulthood, don’t you?

You do realize science built your homes, gave you electricity, gave you plumbing, gave you safe food to eat… don’t you?

You do realize that all of society has progressed thanks to the efforts and evolution of the scientific procces.

Don’t you?

Or is that really too hard to grasp?

I know there are fields across the street, but in the darkness, they may as well be voids in reality. Maybe if I stare into them long enough they’ll consume me and I can be free of this dark reality.

Everything is okay.

The masks are muzzles meant to contain us.

Everything is okay.

The government and Bill Gates made this virus so they could inject us with nanoprobes under the guise of a vaccine.

E̵v̵e̴r̸y̷t̶h̴i̸n̶g̵ ̴i̵s̶ ̶o̵k̴a̴y̸

5G is going to kill us. They’re going to use it to control us. Think of the children!

E̵͖̿͝v̶̜̏e̶̱̓r̷̟̂̕ỳ̷̡ṯ̷́h̷͕͙̆̊î̴̬́n̴̪͆͌g̴̡̼͝ ̶̢̬̏͆ḯ̴̢̞͠s̶̨̔ ̵̹̰̏͗o̵̖͒̽k̶̤̀̓ả̶̱̃y̴̰̿

The virus is fake! No one is dying! Fake news just wants you to think its deadly! Don’t listen to the lies!

E̴̼̋̃͋̈̄v̵̛͚̼̌̆̆e̵͓͌̐r̴̬͍̮̭̆̋y̸̯͉̼͉̣͆t̶̜̼̲̪͈̓͋h̴̛͎̐͋͊͠i̶̟͚̦̺̐͒͜n̶̞͕͐̈́͝͝g̶̺̟̙̉̕̚͝ ̸͖̲̱͖̤̓̄̆̐͝i̸̢̡͐̄̀̕s̸̘̰͓͌̈́̃̂ ̵͓̼̖͖̐̿̆ö̴̼́̅̃͠͝k̴̗͎̘̈́́̽̇̿͜a̵͚͛ȳ̴̻̺͐̍̀̚

It’s no deadlier than the flu! People die from the flu all the time and you don’t see this kind of control coming from the government! They’re trying to control us! Wake up sheeple!

Ȩ̴̤̲̮̭̃̆́̅̏̾̾ṿ̴͈̰̟̗̌̀͛͂͘̚͜ͅḙ̵̜̍̈́r̷̛̭̉̓̇͘͠y̷̢̩͈̰̥͆̓̂͠͠ͅt̶̟̯̥͛͜h̵̨̭̤͉̦̣̖̺̉̈́̂̊i̷̯͛̄͊̏́͠͝n̴͔̆g̶̡̛̜͉̲͔͘̚͜͠ ̵̦̥̲̯̞̪̫͇͒̑̏̀̓̊͌i̸̟̞̝̬̱͈͈̋͘s̸̼̄̆͝ ̴̠͕̗̝͚̯͉̇̊̃́͝͝ǫ̴̗̤̫͕̮͉͔̈ķ̷̱͑ą̴̛̱͇̹͓̪̠̌͗͛̌̀̀͝y̴͇̺̼͕͉̰̭̠̾

Our savior cannot lose! The fake news would have you believe otherwise! How dare they say otherwise! How dare they report the reality the people chose! That is not my reality! It’s not true! HE is the chosen one! HE cannot lose!!

Ȩ̵̨̣̯̲̤̼̰̖̜̭̤̊͊̆V̶̜̮̩̻̝̜͓̯͓̳̺͓͆̀̋̈́͐̀̍͝E̸͈̣͇̽̒̊͌̉͂͊̐̒͐͂̀̑̐̕͠R̷̡̧̧͓͈̳͔̪͓͚̮͉̤͔͆͂͆̓́́̓̚͠Y̷̡̢͕̣͖̼̼͉̣̰̆̆́̒̿̋̈̃̃͂̉̄̕͝͝T̷̯̳͓̖͇̆͊́̂͂͊̔̽͗̍͘Ḥ̶̨̨̩͇͉͇͎̎̎̾̄̈́̾͝͝I̶̜̙͍͈̒̈́̍̐̏̾͐͠N̵̡̛̠͉̯̻͍̟̦̓̓̀͛̀̏̂̏̂̃͒͝G̶̈̇͒̽̍͋̏̽͊̈́͜͠͝ ̴̛̼͈̜͕͂͊̄̀̎̀̂̿̾̐̈̐̕͠͝Ḭ̶̱̜̙̟̱̒̈́̇͒̍̒̈́̃̓̓͌͂̋Ş̴̮̟͚͕͇͔͐̓̒̂̄́͛̎͛̽̏̋̿͆̅͠ ̵̢̢̢͎̪̓͂̄̓͠O̷̢̨̩̭̤̫̣̗̱͙͌͆̒̏̄͐̓K̸̨̢̛̯̟͙̟͎̹͕̲̥̍̏́̄́͐̔̐͛̍̏͗̊̃̀Ā̵̛͉̯̞̒̇͐̄̈́̀́͆̚͝Ỹ̷̢̛̛̟̩̏̆͋̃͐͗̇̔̂.̷͙̑͛͌̀̇̃͋̕ͅ

Numbers are fake facts! Stop the vote! Count the vote! Re-count the vote! Throw the vote out and vote again until we get the results we want! Vote! Vote! Vote!

È̵͉̣̳̳͔̫̼̭̿̂̽V̴̡̜̠̖̪̦̮̹̙̱͕̙̪̔̋̎͊̈́͂͆́̽͗̇̀̂̀̃̈́́͠E̷̢̡̛̪̠̩̙͎̱̩̖̲̹̗̖̬̺̓̊̑̔͊̈́́͋̓Ṟ̶̛͎̝̤͈̦̲̞̙̘̱͖̠̗͓̠̍̂́̐̐̇͗̀͗̓͗̏̿̎̾̌̀̚͜Y̴͇͖̹͚̺̥̺̞͚̲̙̱͔̮͒Ţ̶̧̢̳̘̝͎̳͚̭̪̘̹̪̍̏͌̏̐̍́̀̿͐͛͒͊͊̇͒͒̄̚̕͘͜͝͠H̶̛̞̰͓̩̟̙̟͔̱̎͐̄͌̊̎̏͗̀͑͑̇̿̔͊̈̌̚̚͘I̷̢̲͖͚͔̤͔̱͉͖̫̗͙͙͕̯̺̙̘͆̄͑̽͋̐̾̓͑̓̚͜N̸̛̛͎͖̖̺̠͉̖̗̙̟͉͍͈̣̭̋́̓̏̉̆͋̊́̄̌́͗̀͌̊̓͜͝Ǵ̶̢̺̩͍̥͍̺̳̝̜̘̦͉̬̐̄̾̃͂͜͝ͅ ̷̡̢͔͚͇͔̼̫͕̈̍͑͋͂̉̀͋̈͌̑̆̽̊̿̀͗̐͠͝͝Į̸̨̨͎̯͉͉͔̫̜̻̝̝̟̣̘̰̲̥͊͐͊̈́̇͝͠Ŝ̸͎̻̲̀̿̊̇͑͋̈́͂̐͑̍̈́̆̿̂̈̎̌̂͝ ̵̠͓͈͈̯͖͎̩̦͎͎͔̓̅̎͛́̂̈́̒͆̌̿̍̓̕͜O̷̢̧̨̳͉̺͔̳̻͙͔͍̣̫͓̖͊̆͐̒̊̿͑̄̑͂̉̒̅̕͘̕͝͝͠K̸͚̖͙͕̳̭̰̖̫̉͛͋̕͜͝Ȃ̵̧͓̘͇̬̪̙̯̩̻͖̼͚̮̻͇̝͖̩̺͎̺́́Y̸̨͙̗̦̬̩̩͖̞͔͍̠͚̥͑͊͛̈́́̅̈́̌͘.̶̛͙͇̟̠͉̬̮̗̳̬̞͈̠̟̈́̄̌̃̀̇̈̋́͋̆̽̈́̐͋̓̅̚͘̕͝͝͝ͅ

We are not wrong. Our reality is truth. Yours is a lie. You want to destroy the world with facts and acceptance. We will save it through blind adherence to the doctrines of ignorance and hatred. We will save this country and, in time, the world. You cannot stop us! Reality cannot stop us!

Ȩ̴̛̛̜͉͔̰̮͍̤̼̱̟̣̟̪͈̹̼̣͎̦̲̦̰͔͇̪͙͔͖̫̝̞̘̒̒́͒͛̈́̈́V̸̛̗̺͕̬̻͍̣̘̗̟̼̻̓͋̔̉E̵̢̢̡̡̛͖͕̘̟̪̻̺͙̲͈̺͕̜̰̝̳̜̤̬̝̼̥̲̳͈̪̳̖̺̳̹̱̾̎͗͒̿̇́̈́͒͆̏͒̈́̈́̌̑͛̀͊̓̏̕͘ͅR̴̨̨̝͈͔̤̰̥̲̹̰̤̟͕̓̈́͌͐̈̇̌͛̾̅̓͒̑̍̀̈́̂͊̉̆̉͋̓̕̚͘͝͠Y̸̧̢̢̛̺͍͎̪̼̹̞̠̯̺̖͆̇̾͆͛̊̍͐͌̎̔̂́̍̈̓͌̒͗̈́̎̽̏͋̌̊̄̀͂̿̆̈́͜͝͝Ț̴̡̡̧̛̺͓͇̠̖̻̦̙̟͚̗̣̘̻̝͈̭̻̮̩͐̈̍̏͑̉̍͆̃͊̄̽̔̔̄͋͆̊̊̍͘͜͝͠ͅḨ̵̢̙̼͉͈͇̳͓̘͉͈͚͕̼̭̞͚̞̮̯̳͕͉̱͎͍̗̯̙̀̌̊́͋̃́͑͛̐̀̏̽̏̉̔͗̀̎̆̇̑͛̓͂́͋̍͊̕̕̕͠͝͝ͅͅI̸̲̲̥̫͔͎̜̝̣̮̟̰̠͚̹̰̯̟͍̯̪͇͖͗̇͜Ǹ̴̨̩̩̩͚̝̣̍G̸̨̨̡̨̧̢̧̺̫̗͈͈̜̝̱̖̥̼̟̳̭͉͊͊̿̈́̃̇̈́̈́͋̄̎̓͌̇̈̊̃͊̈́̋̀̒̔̋̄́̕͝͝͝ ̷̛̤̙͈̱͚͑̿͌̎͊͂̇̈́̉̏̂̈́̐̉̆̐́́͂̕͜͝I̸̛̜̦͕̞̣̙͛̾̍͊̈́́͒͊̕S̶̡̡͈̥̘̲͖̞̫̟̤̹̙̹͎̯̺̟̰͖͎͔̱̻̙̙͈̦͙̮͖͉̯̐͌̅̎̌̀͛̀̇͌̅͛̽̉͒̂̏̅̿́͂̾̃͂̔̅̚͘̚̕̚͜͜͝͝͝ ̶̨̨̨̢̢̡̼̗̱̣̠̠͓̺̱̰̪͕̤́̐̑̒̌̽̈́͛̒͋̋͗̃̄̕̕͘͠Ȍ̶̢̨̢̢̧̮͍̬̲͓̰͎̹͉͎̹͓̫̮̯̱̙̫̭̬̮̣̙̻̪̓K̷̘̬̖̍͐͌͋̈́͂̀͌̃͑̆̉̃̽͆̆͊̄̅̿͗͗́̕͘̚͝A̶̛̘͓̺̙̻̝̰̫̫̠̯̬̯̝͙̅͑̋ͅY̶̢̛͔̱̻̓̎̊͊͆͂̏̽̌̃̽̉̚͠.̵̨̧̪̮̲̲͕̤̯̫͓̗̹̘̘̱̱̫͖̯̻̝͙́͛͛̋̅̃̄̊̃͊͜

WE WILL REWRITE AND MANIPULATE REALITY UNTIL IT IS WHAT WE WANT IT TO BE! YOU WILL FALL BEFORE US! WE ARE THE TRUE INERITORS OF THE EARTH! OURS IS A MANIFEST DESTINY THAT CANNOT BE DENIED!

E̴̡̢̢̨̬͙̟͕̙̲͈̟̦͚̣̘̟̭͉̱͕̞̯̘̖̩̜͇̙̳͔͉͈̞̤̤͙̹̻̞͇͈̠̙̘̝̱̜̫̳̬̞͔̟̲̎̓̈́͋̏̃̊̐̔̄̉̍̾͑́̽͗̐̽ͅV̷̧̢̧̨̡̛̛͙̤̥̟̱̺͚̯̦̙̫̻̫̭̦̪͔̞͇̤̭͖̦̝̯̣͈͕̥͚̦͙̯͖͔̣̟͖̪̦͚͂̀̏͒̈́̿̌͛̈́̒̐̌̍̍͒͒͌͐̏̏̊̔̑̓̽̈́̈̃̏͊̈́͊̌̇͗͊͂̌̃͗̚̚͜͜͠͝͠Ȩ̵̮̲̗̞̲͍̝͉͔̬̪͍͍͉͚̭̘̭̹͎̻̠̰̱̮̟̞̳̭̙̳̺͈̹̩̝͇͓̼̙͍̱̬̜̲̜̹̦̝̤͓͚̥͛̍͛̍͒̅̈́̇̂̀̀̆͛̉̄̃̊́̾͗̉̌̎̋̽͛͒̆̒̋̚͘͠͝ͅR̷̛̥̘̩̤̜͍̼̙̲͔̦̣̦͎͔̘̺͇̺͔̻̹̹͓͇̘͔͔̘̮̹̪̠͉̣̳̗̃͆͂͑͛͗̇̋͐̆̓̄́̽̃́̑͂̄͜͜͠ͅͅŸ̶̧̨̨̧̡̜͍̠̦̝͍̱̖̝͎̲̤͔̘̻͇͕̞̻̙͎͍͓̣̦̬̩̮́̃̋̎̔̃͊́́͑͆͐͆͒̚͝T̴̢̡̧̢̮͉̝̯̼̦͓̯̱̟͈̩͓̞̮̫͉̪͓̥͖͈̯̺̥̩̯̥̬̺̱̲̯̟͍̞̦̱͊̃̿̎͑͑͆͛̄͂͊͊̈́̀̍̽̔̍̈́͛̋̔̀̈́̈́́̿́͘͘̚͜͝ͅͅH̶̢̨̛͍̗͎̦͖̣͎̮͉̤͚̼̰̤̮̩̺̭̫̗͖̙̦͎͕̖̔̓͋͌͒͊͂̃́͑̀͗̆̑͠ͅİ̴̧̡̯̟̥̫̥͖̹̰͈͖̪͉͙̟̗̮͙̰̜̯͉̯̮̫̳̙̝͈̇̉̈́̆̍́̕͜͜ͅN̶̨̨̡̢͇̜̬͓̣̥͎͇͔̜͓̼̰̙͙̙̖̙̹̼̯͈̺͓͔̗͎̥̣̟̯̰̝̯̣̬̲̪̘̥͓̜͎̣̪͊͑̊̈́̂̊́̄̂̐̍͒̑͂̆̾̐͐͛̽̿̿̂͂̑́͑͌̔͝͝͝͠ͅG̸̨̡̡̧̡̛̛̦͉͙̝̰͓͙̠̻̘͈͕̪̬͍̯̘̲̯̩͓̗̺͇̫͔̜̦̙̝͎͕͔̬̻̲̲̩̭̞̩̝͓̋͌͗̆͐̃̋͛̉̅̀̆͐̌͆͐͐͗̾̈̀͋̀̽̄̅͑̈́̍̀̐̊̔͋͑́̈̇͗́̉̿͂̚̕̚͘͜͜͝͠͝͠͠͠͠ͅ ̷̡̢̛̫̗͍̯̝̠̩̞͚̫͛̏̏̈́́͛̅̎̂̈̈́̍̅̋̎̑̍͆̆̎͊̇̈̓̈́͆͗̅̌̈́͒̒͛̓̊̚͘͝͝͠ͅÌ̵̡̡̧̛̲͚̜̞̞͈͓̜̭̙̺̜̪̖̖̬̜̘̰̫̣̬͔̣̝̻͕͙͚͎̖̊͆̈́̂̃̆̕͜͝͠ͅŞ̴̛̜̮̑̾̅̏̾͐̄̔̔̓̾̔͛͗̔̎̇̇̆͑̅̃́̃͋̈́͂̉̈́̓͘͝͝͝ ̶̨̡̡̢̛̠̘̯͖̯̮͖͎͙͖̰͕̹̱͖͖͇̣̖̝̜͇̪͈͈̙̥̥͚̮͚͙͖̰͇̩̱͔̫̘͔̞̳͓̥̺̒̽́̈̿͊́̈́̓͆̑̆̽͒̈́̕͜͜ͅǪ̵̧̛̛̛͈̖͙̣̜̼̘̖̠͈̗̖̯̦͎̼̱͚̊͒̿͊̔̐̈́̽̿̈̇̒͆̅̔̿̍̒͗͑̅̇̈͋̀͋̽̋̌̉̆̈̉̉̿͐̈́͌̋̑̏͛́̚͘͠K̵̡̨̟̖̠̰̙̺̠͓̬̹̲͓͉̯̪̣͔̮͙̦̫͕͚̤̾̈́͂̑̎͒̀̋̇̄ͅA̵̡̡̛͓̮̥̭̯͚̗̙͚̯̱̭̬̲͕̻̯̟̜͉͓̫̦̼͑̿̍̇̇̔̾̉̑̅͗̒̽̆͗̇͌̊́͊͆̈̓̄̂̈́̽̾̃͆̌͂̈́̈́̕̕͘͠͝͝͠͠͝ͅÝ̸̢̙͓̟̜̮̖̟̮̪̲̽̉̿̆͐̎́̈́͊͒̑̅́̂̎̽̉͌̈́̎͋̚͝͝.̶̨̢̧̢̨̢̢̢̛̛̤̣̱̱̜̝̫̖̻͙̼̞͓͉̪̪͓̹͔̘̤̤͈̤̞̗̻̱̳͙͕̝̩̰͉̫̭͔̙̼͖̏̂͊͌́́̏̀̄̀̓̂̈́̀͊̅̊̿̉̍̐̋̐̒̅̂̿͆̅͊͆͛͘̚ͅ

MADNESS IS SANITY! TRUTH IS A LIE! WE WILL SHAPE THE WORLD IN OUR IMAGE! WE WILL PREVAIL THROUGH SHEER PERSISTENCE! WE CANNOT BE CONTAINED! WE ARE THE TRUTH! HE IS THE LIGHT! WE FOLLOW NO FALSE PROPHET! WE ARE THE FUTURE! WE CANNOT BE IGNORED! WE CANNOT BE DENIED!

Ȩ̷̛̛̛̛̛̮̱͓̜̻̫̙͕̱̳̥̬̜̩̩̹̦̲̞̱̱̰̣̦̥̳͖͉̺̈́̄͒͒̃͋͆̈́͘ ̴̨̨̡̡̛̛̛̱̥͕̙̹̞̞̠̙̭͍͙͔͍̦͎͕͈͎̤̯͖̤̞̞͕̮̮͍͈͉̘͕̼͇̲̠̤̝̣̟̦́͒͊̀̆̐̈́̍̓́̄̆̄̇͗͛̑̓͛̋̾́̏́͆̏͊̄̊̒̎́̈́͐̌̎͛̈́̃̇͒̔̈́̾̕̕͜͜͠͠͝͠͝ͅV̵̧̡̨̢̡̨̡̙̥̣̲̝̞͚̝͚͎̟͍̬̟̞͎͓̼͇̙͕̜̦̜͈͖̻̦̩͍̣͉̻̹̬͉̖͕̟̙̰̜̦͔̽̐̈́́̈́̈́̓̌͛̽̑͘̕ ̷̛̻̲̦̝̥̌̊̾͋̈̒̈̓̍̑̅̋̋͒́̌̉̊̏͌̈̓͂̀́͂͒̾̋̐̃̅͒̍̈́͂͒̍͛̉̓͊̔̄̃̽̚͝͝͝͠Ę̸̡̮̣͇̟̱̭͕̳̩͉̹͖̰̻̱̹͙̘̮͕̥͍̠̳̞̝̻̞̭͈̲̦̮̝͙͎͌́̋̌̒̈́̃̿̃̏̒̌͊̈́̇͒̃̾͒̿͋̈́͂̋͂̐̍̊̈̑̂̕͘͘͘͝ ̶̨̨̡̢̡̤̜̘̺̮̪̮̼̻̤̘̫̠͔̥̭̹̝͙̣̖̤̘͚̩͖͔̩̜̜̲̫͚̟͎͎̮̙͙̺̬͖̫͙̫̝̰̻̼̯̼̟̠̠̩̱̱̿̄͒̾̓͗̒̚̚͜͜ͅR̸̡̢̧̨̡̢̢̨̨͍̙̠̮͇̱̗̯̱͖̝̟̘͉͇͉̣̪̟̞̙̗̩̠̼̜͎͚̥̬̯̹̩̲͍̘̦̠̘̺̹̠̱̰̩͎̮͚͈̭̱̩̫̣̪̲͕̫͔̔̍̂͊̎͌̓̒͌̆̏͘͝ͅͅͅ ̴̡̧̡͇̬͙̬͕̖̺̜͖̟͕̞̹͊͗͗́͛̀̅͗́̎́̋̓̍̏̓̅̾̾̔͋͆̂̊̐̾̄̅͗̉͌̊̀́̐̑̾̓̄̐́̆̄̈̎̈́̋̋̍͠͠͠Y̸̨̡̧͚̺̲̞̞̘̙͔̦̗̩̲͕̟̘̭͈͚͕͉̟͚͇͖͎͔͇̻̫̼̣̥͔̠̟͔̮̮̦͖̭͔̣̘̮̬̼̭̰̫̘̐͊̑̊͊̎̌̂͜͝͝͠ ̴̢̨̧̨̡̡̩̠͖͎̜̣̰͇̱̜̬̖͉̠̥̞͉̙̞̦͚͕͉̟͙̩̳͖̠̳̘̬͕̞͚̭̱̟̪̤͕̲̖̦͈̰̹̦̩̪͍̥͕̼̬͈̫̟͈̳̻̺̪̫͑̈́̾̌͂͒̉͗̀͒́͒̓͆̎̀̆̔͆̆͑͋͑͝ͅŢ̵̡̧̡̛̖͈̻̘̬͚͎͉̘̝̰̳̬͈̝͈̤̻͙̗̟̣͚̺̮̺̲͈̺͉̮̭̲̯̦͍̹̯̮͕̞̣̖͕̠̪̥̈̈́̈͗̐́̉̅̆̅̚͝ ̷̛̛̫͎̬̺̳̞̯̜̦̮͙̭̭̤͍̾̈̏́̇̄͂̿͊̀̒̉͌̈́͐́̄̎̈́͑̉͑̂́̒͒̑̏̉̿̽̊̏̅̉̓̍̆̽̍̈́̌͊̓̽̾̽͘̕̚͘̚͝͠͠͠H̸̨̡̡̧̡̛̛̛̛̦̘̬̹̤̫̖̩̜̜̗͙̪̫͍͉̗͈͍̳̝̩͓̱̩͓̻̻̥̗̺̺̬̭̦̟͍͔̯̜̟͔̹͚̪̳̭̪̼̭̰̜̰͚̋̔̓̇͆̉́̌͐͌̒̅͋͐̔̈̐̒̆̈́́̑̊͆̀̿͆̿́̅̃͌̈̈̅͑̌̄̓̾̂͐̈́̈́͒̚͜͜͝͝ͅͅ ̶̧̧̛̠̘̝͎̻̰̥̘̬͎̻̰͙͈̳̺̻̟͚̭̭͕̏̋̏̿̑̂̒̌̊̓͒̋͐̂́̍̂́̀̽͑̎̾̃̑́̌͐̇̏̾̈̈́̅̆͆̕̚͜͜͠͠͠Į̵̧̧̢̬͍̭̙̲͕̰̬̞̰̠͔̤͍̤͈̥̥̣͖͙̭̘̱̱̺̩̲̙̰̺̪͉̱͇͓̳̼͚͈̦̯̰̰̣̹̜͈͙͇̟̫̠͇̤͍͕̉̃̓̎̓̈́͂̍̎͆͌̃͑̽͛̒̊̒͒̒͌́̒̈̐͋̑̀̐͂̾̓͐̐̚͘͜͜͝ͅ ̸̨̯̥̰͙̟̗̹̻̣̤͔͓́̓̃̐̎̋̚͜N̵̨̯̬̺̻͇͇̼̰̩͕̬̣̹͚̘̜͙̦̤̍̀̀̄̇͆̉̋͌̀̐̋͂̄͋̍͌̓͒̀͋͌͗͛̈͊͑͊́͊̑̋̂́͌͋͆̐͋̐̓͌̑͐͒̈̅̓́̔͑̍͒̃̕͘͘̕̚͠ ̵̢̡̢̠̘̱̹̞͎̠͚̯͖̝̼̤̻̬̮̻̘̩͍͈͇͓̗̮̜̤̝̼͖̘̣̻̙͊͘͘͜͜͜ͅĢ̵̧͉͕͙̣̫̦͕̪͇̝̰̳̱̘͕̱̰̜̤̙͈̻͔͈̘̹͓͕͎̫̙̜̗͚̺̹͍̗̣̦͇̜͍͍͉͖̥͙̟̪̄͒͌̀̍̌̎́̋̽̇͌̇͆̂̐̄͗̀̽̈́̎͊̕̚̕͜͝͝ͅͅͅ ̵̱͈̣̮̙͚̟͔̺̥̌͗̈́͑̔̋̾͆͑̂̽̄͗̂̆̎́̈́̑̉͋̾̿̇̿̀̆̀ ̴̢̨̡̢̡̤͕̥͇̟̣̼̣͖̦̺̼͍̜̰̰͕̙̤͚̘̜͖̪̘͆̉̂̓͋̃̄̓͒̅́̈̓̆̂̈̅͜͝ͅḬ̴̡̛́͊͛̓͘ ̶̡̢̨̡̞̣̖͚͕͚̪̱̱̝̖͈͇͉̭͔̳̜̺̦̰̥̮̤̙̻͉͇̟̳̪̝̻̼̘̲͈̤͔̻̳̭̟̙͙͔̝̺͙̗͈̰̜͍͕̣͎̦̭̟̜̆̉̐̆̚͜S̷̡̡̪̗̩̘̱̤̞̱̖̣͉̹͕͔̟̜͖̰̟̟̩̭͍͋͑̇͛̀̏́̔̾́̀̈̅́͂͊̅̈́́̎́͒͊̎̑̂̄̾̓̀̋̑͊̆́̓́͒̔͆͛̃̿̒̈́̒͑̓̈́̔̈͛̒̈͋͊̍́̉̽͑̚͘͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅͅ ̸̺͇̚ ̷̢̨̨̡̧̛̱̻̯͇͉̣͓̮͉͖̟̙̥̬̣͚̝̟̞͈̗̲̳̯͇͖̬̤̪̗̜̱̲̘͉̤̗̰͖͚̘̘̳͎͈̬̳͚̥̳̟̤͆̄̀̄̇͒̄̀̿͂̊̿̌̅͐͊̀̊̔̄̄̒͋̐̐͋̎͒̓̊̃̂̂̐̍̃̈͐͌̑̏̈́̀̊̋̽͒̃̆͛̕̚̚͘͜͝͠͠͝͝O̶̡̧̢̡̡̢̨̧͉̖̹̜̹̪̳̬̣̣̣̳̦̖͕͎̠̮͉̗͎̞͕͓̿͊͐̈́͐̎̈́͑̽̇͐͑͂͒̑́͛̂͌̊̽̀̽́͑̿̓͘͝͝͠͠ ̶̡̡̨̡̧̢̛̫̤̯̳̖̹̥̲̟̦̝̘͎̫̗̣̠͓̰̰̙̭̼͈͓͈̻̲̍̆̈́̇̉̓̂̂̊̓́̾̀͂̏͐͒̅̆́͗͆͗͆̽̀̀̀̇̈̆̍͆̈́̉̏̄͆͑̓̈́͛́͗̄̓̽́̔̍͂̂̿͒̓̓͘̕̚̚͜͝ͅḲ̵̨̧̡̠͙̪̜͖̳͕̥̰͔̥̲̟̥̭͇̦̙͖̤́̋̎̐͌̅̌̋͗͂͂̽̇͆͂̀̊̒̏̑̊̎͘̕̚ ̸̧̧̨̡̧̧̧̺̲̮͈͖̲̫̭̩̟̩͔̞͚̰͉͓͎̦̞̰̥̪͇͙̮̲̠̙̥̬̠̥͚̤͚̺̠̤̯͚̺̙̫̤̟̩̑̓́̈́́͗̉̂̍̑͂͐̐̔̐͆͛́̓̀́̂̀́̌̈́̓̉̓͊͊̆̈͗̐́̅̋́̍̐̌̄̾͂̕̚̕͘̚̚̚͘͜͝͝͝ͅA̸̢̢̛̤̪̱̥̫̤͔͔͉̣̫̩̻̗̲͔̫̺͇͉͕̾̅̒̈́́̾́̅̄̇̅͐̐̐̾̓͑̾͛̋́̀̓̊̑̈́͐͒͒͊͒͒̈͒͊̌͋̀͌̂͗̇͘͘̚ ̶̡̨̡̢̧̧̛̛̱̮̻̼͔̣̟̫̭̜̝͚̺̳̟̞̝̻̯̬̖̠̙̠̤̤͇̮͓̞̩͓͉̹͙̰̙̯͚̖͇͚̝̹͚͈͉͈͈͈͖̫͚̝̹͚͉̃̈́̌́̑́̒̍̅͒̈́͊͌̃̉̈́͊̄̀̄͒̌͗̀̆͑͊̾̌̍̿̀̿̏̍̆͊̓̌̒̈́͆́̀̈́͋̊͐͒̈̅̕̚̚͠͝͝ͅY̵̡̡̧̡̛̭͚͔͈͓͕͍̗͍̟̺̬̥̱͖͖̥͍̠̖͍͕̩͇̳̤̭͙̟͍̖͙̫̭̖̺̬̭̜͍̠̹̣̓̎̊͗̐̀̽̌͋̽̓̑̀͑̌̋̂̔̿͐͐͛̑͐̇͋̆̃͘͠͝

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Man. It sure is dark in here. Almost like there’s no light at all… I know I should be afraid, but somehow I feel at peace. Time will tick on and reality will take its toll. They’ll never see it. They’re too lost in themselves. I wonder how dark it is inside of them? Is it darker than this abyss? I can’t imagine anything that dark and lonesome.

There’s something off in the distance… I think it’s getting closer… I wonder what it is…

It shimmers and glistens in the darkness. Its slow, but I can almost see it clearly…

What could this gift of light possible be in this sea of unending darkness?

JANUARY 20, 2021

oh thank god.

it’s almost over.

He lost.

They lost.

Let them kick and scream.

Let them crawl back into the shadows of their dark little hearts.

Let them fester and smolder over losing a war they were so sure they’d won.

The light is coming and rather than bask in it, they will be blinded.

"C'est la vie," say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell.

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But seriously, it’s hella dark outside and I am not amused.😤

Where are all the early Christmas lights? Come on, people. I know it’s kind of early, but that’s never stopped you before! 2020’s been dark enough, let’s light it up a bit, please?

DM ME YOUR CHRISTMAS LIGHTS!
On inanimate objects or pets only. Thank you.

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And remember kids:

Look cool.
Save lives.
Wear a mask.

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AND ALL HAIL THE SCIENTIFIC METHOD!

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