Of the Herd
&amp;amp;quot;Come hither my sweet children; 'tis time we abandon which hast set to lead us astray. Together with arms linked we embark unto the light, whither we shalt feel his warm embrace. May fear be laid to rest, as his sonorous voice engulfs all sound… Hear his song and allow it to bring solace to thy soul. No longer shalt we struggle, lest we remained tethered to man‘s odious… If thy art to harbor peace in oneself, thy must allow wend and embody thou's purest form… Come, he awaits patiently for our ascension. For far too long we hast averted our gaze away from our true nature, and now 'tis time to rekindle that which is suppressed. To feel enlightenment, thou shalt heed the call of the shepherd and regress. For he invites his children to become one with the herd…&amp;amp;quot; It‘s said that an entity who speaks with a deceitful tongue shadows souls marching between the realms of the living and of the dead. Those who heed the call of the shepherd are lulled into his festering sea of wool, where what little remains of their humanity is worn away. To become one with the herd is to sacrifice yourself to the shepherd.
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