I wrote a poem one time, and the last line reads "Tonight is the Night that Tyranny Dies". When I wrote that, and for a long while afterwards, I thought I was talking about you. I really, honestly believed that. But I've been doing some thinking lately, and I've come to some very new conclusions.

Let me start with an example. Let us say there is a family pet, a dog maybe. This dog is very old, but has always been a very good pet, and the family he belongs to loves him very much. Now lets say that this dog contracts a disease, maybe blood parasites. Now, while this disease is slowly and swiftly changing this animal into a wretched, sickened thing...He still loves his masters. He doesn't like or understand what's going on, but is helpless to prevent it. So finally, with the dog still cherishing and adoring the family it belongs to, it is taken to the pound and put to sleep. Do you see? The dog is full of love and admiration, even as he is dying from a lethal bite, even as he is carried into the big metal chamber with the locking doors...even while he stares through the glass as the poison seeps from the vents in the floor. Can you imagine what the dog feels? So helpless to stop either the poison in his blood or the gas that will bring his life to a swift and painless halt.

Allow me to move on; but do not forget our canine friend, for I will come back to him in a moment. Sometimes, things are "Meant to be", as the saying goes. But who is to say what is meant to be and what isn't? If your mother gets a brain tumor and dies, one can always say "Well she was just meant to die today", but if your mother with the same tumor recovers, one can say the same thing about her living. Do you see? An event is only meant to be after it happens...Hindsight is always 20/20. Ones own pain and suffering are not meant to be, unless it has, or is currently, happening. The same can be said about "Gods Will". If I decide to swallow three large bottles of prescription drugs and chase it with tequila until I'm nothing but a shell of flesh and congealing blood...is that "Gods Will"? Is that "Meant to be"?

Do you know what an Axiom is? An Axiom is something that is a self-evident and necessary truth, or a proposition whose truth is so evident at first sight that no reasoning or demonstration can make it plainer...such as "The whole is greater than a part". Do you see? A thing cannot, at the same time, be and not be...that is an Axiom. It is Axiomatic that one will, at some point in time, become attached to another living creature. Whether it be a beautiful woman, a handsome man, or, for a greater example, our canine friend from earlier. An example of a contradiction of this definition would be "I both love and hate you". At first glance, it seems impossible for this statement to be true. Yet, sadly, I have learned this incongruity first hand.

It is Axiomatic that a sick, elderly dog will be put to sleep, because no one wants that in their home, around their children, in their lives. Don't agree just yet, because I am about to change the example slightly. Instead of a dog, allow me to change it to a Human being. This human being is just as sick, but not with physical ailment. And this human being loves his master, or shall we say, another human being, so greatly that it only increases it's mental sicknessto the point of this human being becoming deranged. So much, in fact, that it creates a contradiction to the Axiom "A thing cannot, at the same time, be and not be", or another Axiom -"I both love and hate you".

So back to the poem and back to the last line that reads "Tonight is the Night that Tyranny dies". After all this thinking and whatnot, I've decided that the Tyranny isn't you, and it never has been. I am the Tyranny, I am the Evil, and Ive been controlling myself for far too long...I should have seen this sooner, you know...Its Axiomatic for Christs sake.