| — We live in a dead world. Dead because you killed it. Not with wars, famine |
| Or disease — for if anything these are balms to the Earth. Instead you left |
| Your signature of death by overpopulating this world with a teeming mass of Mindless, sexless, raceless slaves. You abandoned the highest goal you could |
| Have aspired to — evolution — and put in it’s place a factory for the stupid, |
| The ignorant, the despicable. And yet you claim we head towards a glorious |
| Future. It may be full of glory but this will not be the kind which |
| Bestowsblessings on the meek, for they shall inherit only the iron heel. The |
| Race wars, hate wars and holy wars of the coming millen-nium will make the |
| Holocausts of the past look like a walk in the park. Hopefully you’ll be ther |
| To fulfill your role as victim, as despite the delusions you pay lip service |
| To, that is what you are at the core. You can take your liberty, equality and |
| Brotherhood and flush them down the drain of this so-called «civilization». |
| Your progress is a lie and your society an eyesore. You are slaves in chains |
| In the galley of the ship named humanity. Call yourselves united, call |
| Yourselves brothers… |
| But when the ship sinks you’ll crush your most beloved to death in order to Save your own dysgenitic hide. — But ther is one noble path; a proper finish |
| For your miserable existence. Admit your failure, wallow in the despair. Let |
| It iluminate the only way to give your life meaning. Pick up the revolver and |
| Slide the barrel between your lips. Enjoy the sharp metallic taste. Warm the |
| Cold steel with your tongue. Press the end into the roof of your mouth and |
| Hold it there. Now let me do the rest … alas, if only you all had one |
| Collective mouth and my finger was on that trigger. |
| — I won’t hesitate for a second, although you probably deserve a much slower |
| Form of extermination. This will hurt someone, and hopefully this is only the |
| Beginning… |