Friday, October 29, 2010
The monster has no face; still, is in every face you see. It possesses not those wicked fangs. It is not hirsute beyond compare nor does it exude the demeanor of the dead. Quite simply, there are no signs when this monster is at hand.
The monster waits in ambush. With darkness as its soul, daylight is more a friend. In the shadows it does not lurk, cares not for whom know it there and with evil on its side, an unprovoked attack the monster will dare.
The monster springs in numbers, alone it will never be. Spews forth vile from a mouth that looks almost normal. It speaks with the bone-chilling voice of evil and besieges with a verbal hideous pain. Through the repetitive evil incantation of haunting, it paralyzes you with fear. You are in the grip of a monster.
There is no escape. Your isolation is what it sought and the paralysis of loneliness has left you well within in evils hand. Every repeat of the evil incantation starts to erode away, inch by inch, your sanctity of safety. The submission of ceding ever so slowly begins to cross your mind.
The monster has come before, but of its presence you did not speak. No one will seek your rescue; you know they never will. If you expose the monster, just mention its inflicted pain, merely allows the monster to grow stronger and yes evil, it knows your name.
Do you know this monster; do you know the victims it does seek? It seeks the lonely, the different, those who do not reflect what its tries so hard to be. It seeks all those things it cannot understand. The monster it fears knowledge and attacks before this you have gained. The monster…
You know it by the name “Bullying,” and I can think of no greater monster. To have evil seek you out, paralyze you with fear and torment you into thinking there is no way out, isolation and terror.
This is the monster we all should fear and seek to destroy. Reach out to one who knows this monster, allow them the knowledge, alone they will never be.
Just had to get that off my mind. I am hoping everyone has a treat filled weekend and Monday brings no TP residue in your trees. (Do kids still do this?)