Post #3 More non-proofed entry
It's 40 minutes past nine in the evening. I've resumed writing on my zombie story just for the kick of storytelling. I've made changes to my earlier ideas. Somehow being a Christian has murdered my desire of turning man (referring to mankind of either sex, the real biological kind sex) into mindless flesh devouring creatures. Stories that turn mass numbers of human beings into primal creatures with animalistic behaviours--even if in reality there are individual who behave this way--do not sit well with my conscience. The same goes with fairy tales, with mythical creatures in the woods, like fairies, gnomes, and elves, and an enchanting forest devoid of industrial products. They are all harmful imaginations, especially when you've been following Missing 411. It's annoying listening Paulides keep saying baffling cases, baffling cases when his audience, especially the Christians have been telling him how fallen angels, cast out of Heaven, and are roaming between hell and earth, are responsible on some of the 411 cases. These negative forces are being documented to be at work due to the prevalence of digital cameras. Children should grow up reading about the rottenness and redemption of Catholic saints. Their super powers, graces given by God and how meaningful their (potentionally) short lives are. Coming back to elves, fairies, oh these creatures are the devil's minions and a forest--if it's haunted by a demon of higher ranking, and if it has permission by God to attack an unwitting individual, is no place to be romantic about. Alas, such is the way mankind have continued to evolve. My eyes are growing blurry. I don't know what else say. I'm out. Good night.
