X: To Reign In Hell (and the Brutality of Mortality)

Good day, brethren. Forgive me if today's post is lacking in passion and humor, but I haven't gotten any sleep in the past two nights. I know what you're thinking, 'But Bill, sleep is for the weak!' Well, smartass, I need to sleep so my spirit can leave my body and feed on the dreams and delicious, delicious nightmares of my friends and housemates.


Bill used Dream Eater! It's super effective


But, if I can't sleep, I can't feed, and a hungry demonic blogger is not a happy demonic blogger.

My brain isn't feeling very creative today, but I guess I could force it to do some work. Oh, so in an underwhelming victory, Hades cinched the vote for most metal Greek god...by a score of 2 to 1. If you can read this, prevent such a weak turnout of votes by GOING TO THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE AND VOTING RIGHT NOW. Vote or die!

...sorry if that sounded like a threat, I meant die eventually.

Like in 50 or 60 years.





Hmm...I suppose the brutality of mortality is a pretty good idea for a blog post. In fact, I'm going to add that to the title right now.

Holy shit, that's a really good album title. DIBS. I CALL DIBS, GUYS.

It's weird. As humans, we're all going to die. Each and every one of us. We all know it, and in our hearts (though some of us seem eager for the end) we all have a primal fear of it. You'd think that universal fear would bring us together in resistance of it, like a bunch of children who are afraid of a beehive so they collectively decide to throw rocks at it. However, it seems to not work out that way. There's a problem here- the fear of inevitable death is so great that instead of uniting us, it polarizes us.

We see each other as desperate to survive- desperate enough to kill. This makes us distrust, which in turns makes us ourselves desperate enough to kill.

Man turning against man where all that should exist is unity and trust.

And that, my friends, is the most metal thing of all.