Tale

He who is the puppet master and we who are the puppets.

But he is a fair master. For he gives us free choice. Before us such wonderful things. But we as foolish actors try to follow the script of others and play a different scene. We then ignore the true story that corresponds us. Oh, woe to those of us that take the wrong path and the wrong fable. oh, how our creator will mourn the loss of our tale. He himself who carved us by hand. Our freedom he has given. Yet we misuse it blindly again and again. Never able to reach our final destination. Our greatest desire, that is so dear. Which is to have flesh and blood. To be as our meister. To be human.

He who is the puppet master and we who are the puppets.

Remember your place. Remember your goal. Remember your tale. Remember your creator.