illusions | Carrie's Take

The suffocating madness steals the morning light and bids all children to follow into its darkness of the damned. A darkness cold and blinding to all that is and has ever been. A darkness mocking and shrill in the deceit it drapes wildly in foul disdain for any truth that hints to bless the day.

Laughter touches the breeze, but only for a brief whisper of eternity. Only for a moment. Only until the realization dashes the haunting smile of the herders of delusion. The herders who awaken in the late of day to realize they, too, are nothing more than the slaughtered self. The self drained and molded into a one-thought pool of confused and withered illusion of the conquered masses, and not worthy of the pedestal of the elite of deception.

One might mock the awakening of they, the alleged enlightened, if it were not for the destruction and death filling the air of a world once alive, thriving and proud — now crumbled into unrecognizable ruin. Instead, sadness overwhelms as desperation reigns in a clutch of loss and hopelessness. There is no more. The elite of deceit created the chaos to ensure a kingdom of power and control, but now there is nothing left to rule nor decisions to be made by their sliding hand. The sought after kingdom sucked into the quicksand designed for the lowly, has become the tomb to encase and reward the delusional rulers who could not see the madness in their thoughts and the devastation of their actions.

Once upon a time, the elite of deception believed themselves above all and entitled to all they wished and dreamed to be. Now, they fight among themselves to merely survive in the crazed world created by their fanatic lies and selfish movement to destroy the society of the people and mold it into their perception of ideal. An ideal birthed and now out-of-control and devouring without discrimination. For it has come to be that no one is safe, not even the elite of deception, who set the madness into motion to feed their greed and bless their arrogance. An arrogance that madness feasted upon in utter delight, leaving behind wild eyes full of hideous terror and agonizing confusion.

Now, the elite of deception slither in the darkness praying to be spared, but it shall not be. For the monster they created, shall their destruction seek. As it was empowered by they, it, too, feels entitled to all it wishes and dreams for he. It is after all — the power of deception and lies, who knows no friends and holds no loyalty to any — not even to they now in the shadows of madness of their own deceit and delusion. Not even they.

It doesn’t matter what happens from here on out — the Golden One is now tarnished. The glitter and shine has diminished and only some still claim it exists. It doesn’t even matter how large that sum is — it’s nothing such as it was. The once blind followers are falling away like leaves in a fall blizzard and few, if any, are lined up to take their place. It’s simply over in spite of the promises.

Yes, once upon a time, there was a promise of all that is wondrous. Life would be good for all. All the wrongs would be righted. All that was lacking would be provided. It would simply be a wondrous world such as none had ever seen before. And then it was done. The fairy tale was over.

The truthful had tried to warn, but their words were turned into weapons against them, as the blind believers mocked and cursed with such righteousness and disdain. But then it happened.

For all the promises and all the words — it wasn’t a wondrous world after all.

Life wasn’t good for all.

All the wrongs weren’t righted. Instead, more wrongs were made.

All that was lacking wasn’t provided. Instead, there was more lacking created and more fear of what tomorrow would bring.

It wasn’t even a world such as none had ever seen before. It was simply a world most listeners of the promise had never seen or experienced or believed could ever be for them. Now it was.

Reality suddenly became reality.

The wondrous golden shine of all the promises and all the words suddenly was no longer there. The once Golden One, who blinded people with charm and the brilliant shine of all those promise made — could not weather the blistering truth that refused to be drowned. The blistering truth that swirled and whipped and slashed against the illusions, leaving nothing more than a tarnished existence no longer inviting, but instead to be feared.

Oh yes, he had been the Golden One prepared to shower all with his wondrous promises of golden and bright days to come. Then reality shone on him and his and he could no longer hide the truth, as the illusion burst and the dark void of his heart embraced the population in shocking revelation. Yes, the truth was realized. Adolph Hitler then stood naked for all to see, though not before hope died and change brought agonizing terror. Not before the death camps reeked of rotting flesh and dying souls. No, not before his reign brought disaster and hideous cruelty to the people who had once idolized the Golden One with his wondrous promises and spell-binding, but empty words.

The Golden One is now forever tarnished.

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