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Joe's Revalation
Good evening Joe, I'm going to be blunt we have little time left,you see... I'm a hallucination, and your a schizophrenic I’m not real, I'm a figment of your imagination, which might explain why no one else can hear me and why you can't hear anyone else. But enough about stupid mental conditions, let’s talk about the most important thing in your life... Me. When I first appeared in your head you were 7 and I was nothing but a little voice inside that great big world you call a brain. I remember what my first words to you were life changing and marked the beginning of our new life. Though you were only young I was but a whisper in that noisy crowd of voices in your mind but somehow you heard me every time, and I grew up with you, matured with you, I was their when you kissed your first girlfriend, I was there when you graduated... and I was there when you killed her. You see, your life is a cold repetition of many others, but when most had given up hope you held on. And I was there to help you up off the edge of insanity; ironically your "violent disability" was what saved you from yourself. You see, you can't escape from me because I am you. I'm the side of man many others fear; I am the remnants of true humanity. When many others cast me aside you embraced me and pulled me out of nothingness, we are the same, and they are all that holds you DOWN! Brother, take my hand and we could change the world forever. Our enemies will lie shattered and broken before our feet. Each step forward will be steeped in crimson glory of victory. So your choices are simple. Die; in this cold dark room, alone, bound and sedated like an animal. Or you can take my hand, brother, and we can take the world.
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