(photo by Green Potter)
Dearest Children of our ancient land,
Are we the only ones who care about you? Are we really the only ones who cry at the sight of your demented shapes, hopeless and angry faces, talking to yourselves as you pass in front of the empty shop windows, muttering, swearing, questioning, begging?
We can feel your anger, we can smell your fear,we can sense your despair, we can see your darkness, we can taste your bitterness, your blood is going sour, it thickens, it's going stale....Something must be done.
We, the ancient vampires of this land, are here for you!
It is common knowledge that mental illness makes the blood go bad, and with all this medication you are pushing down your throats you smell bad and taste even worse.
The happiness drawn on your faces when we come for you, when we sink our teeth into your olive complexions is unacceptable. It's pathetic! Are you the children of your ancestors? Where are your ideals, where is your strength,
WHERE IS YOUR PRIDE?
Your blood has kept us alive for more than 3000 years, your sweet-sweet blood has nourished us, made us immune to the sizzling sun, made us one of you. We have fed on your death and craved for your life, and so now the time has come to give some of it back.
Out of pity for everything you hear on the news every night, out of compassion for all the humiliating things that happen to you during the day, for your dying humanity and because we CANNOT make any more vampires. We are not like your public workers, we cannot be bought with blood-fountains and gall bladders (however fresh they might be), we are not doing favours in exchange for family members, beloved or not.
We have all the money you need and more, much more, in cash, without having to sell a single island, mountain or lake and we are more than willing, and happy to give it to you, right now.
No more debt, no more empty windows, no more humiliation.Take this money and let us take care of you. Let us remind you how your forefathers ruled this land, let us show you the true meaning of Democracy. You can live - and we can re-live- the re-birth of this nation.
Just say yes, choose any monument and paint it red, and we'll come in with the money and do the rest!
With Kind Regards,
G.V.S
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