A Sound Mind

Rode the train home last night. No encounters with Mirror Man. He must not keep a regular schedule. Being surrounded by the cattle again was oddly comforting, the feeling of knowing you're the beast among human sheep. It also served as reinforcement of why they must be cleansed from existence. Wretched chattering drones, bereft of individual thought. Technologically connected to everything except freewill and passion for life. Ignoring the flapping heads about me that talked incessantly on their telephones, I drifted into deep thought. A city painted in blood and carrion being feasted upon by vermin in the streets. No more cattle roaming the streets living lives of decadence and excess. Such a beautiful dream. I must redouble my efforts and continue to purge their vile presence.