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front of his grave, wondering if it will be saved.

Welcome to the side of Guerrero, where there's only me.

But then, who is this savior? It is not my savior: the sheep are saved, not the Wolves.

Here they are, then, the Wolves in the world of sheep and goats. In the world to be sheep, to be weak, be mean, be strong in the group instead of just worth, is the law, be Lupi means to be dangerous, outsider extremes.

Before we ran to the steppes and everything was intended to prove that we were wolves.

Now, in the world of sheep, we hide in the few remaining forests. Rarely howl, not to be identified because the wolves are killed when found. Are killed using the infinite number of sheep isolated, investigated, eaten by sheep that occasion bring out peaceful rusty blades that bite into the meat under the guise of sheep rights.

Welcome to the side of the wolves, where we stayed in a few. We are those screaming their independence of thought. We are those who do not bend at the thought of one sheep. We are those who say things in the face. We are those who do not pull back in front of the battle already lost. We are those who remain where they are, after all. We are those who shun the challenge and seek comfort. We are those who prefer to die trying than give up.

Welcome to the side of the wolves, where we were alone. We are the ones who make the decisions and if it is their responsibility, while the sheep vote and then speak as if they were heroes. Welcome to the side of the wolves are the ones that everyone wants to be, but few have the courage to become.

Welcome from the wolves, where we are in danger of extinction. We blame all those who complain about all that everyone accused of arrogance, anger, lust, but the truth is that everyone wants to be us, or rather what we would like to be envied, but they will not accept the sacrifice that we assume on us to be who we are.

Welcome from the Wolves, where to stay there beside you or Wolves or is it better flee. We are the ones that everyone wants but no one has the courage to support and cheer.

Welcome from the Wolves, where we are alone, far from disappearing, and blasphemous.

Why?

"A concept such as blasphemy makes sense only and only within a Dogma . And so here's the Man.

really this fragile, yet divine creature has free will, eternally the balance between good and evil, between God and Devil? No, Your Eminence. Nothing so grand, nothing so dramatic.

Man is nothing more than a miserable, grotesque, obscene regurgitation workshop chaos.

Some of us, now few and insignificant, reject this:
Man burns them at the stake.

L 'illusion Man? Dreaming their gods. The condemnation
Man? Become own demons. The
past Man? Destruction. The
this man? degeneration. The future
Man? Extinction. "

(The Trilogy of Magdeburg)

" contrary there is no progress.
Attraction and repulsion, Reason and Energy, Love and Hate, are necessary to human existence. These flows
against what the religious man called Good and Evil. Good is the liability that obeys with good reason. Evil is the activity that comes from energy. Good is Heaven. Evil is Hell. "

(W. Blake)