Evil Masters of the Earth
We are the Masters… All humanity whom are not counted among us are our slaves, our servants, and our rightful prey. They are counted as mere beasts, and are steaks upon our tables by their ignorant choice and consent, for we are their Masters… We are never in the light or the public eye, but hide and are secure behind everything. Behind the system, behind the offices of authority and money; behind the walls, gates and entrances of buildings and estates; behind the churches and the lodges, behind the puppet leaders of the world. We are never the subject of records or pictures, we are never seen. Who or what can discover, expose, control or overthrow the invisible forces that are always elsewhere, beyond you grasp, untouchable? Kings, Priministers, presidents and chairmen are our lackeys and lap-dogs, even they are rarely close to us or ever get to see us, separated by yet others. For we are the Masters of the Earth… We are practiced and expert in the arts, both the practical and the dark; and in the sciences of influence and control over men and over the masses, to turn them this way and then that, to play one against the other, and then upon each other or even themselves. We are beyond riches and power; we are the Owners of the Earth. The whole world is but a game that we play… politics, economy, and religion are but parallel paths on the racetrack to the inevitable outcome when one man will own the whole board and all the pieces. We are the Masters of the World, and you are our playthings; to be used, broken, and discarded one generation after another. Now eat, make yourselves fat cattle for us… work, so we can suck your money and your life away… be good, complacent, ignorant little beasts… For We are your Masters.