The Truth Keepers

We have seen many things horrid and unfathomable; us humans. Wars and famine. Disease and the perish of Lords and leaders alike who could've made difference upon us. But these are of our own creation. These.. these things we call evil and travesty. We did these things. Even when a bear attacks and kills someone, you hear the cause of this mutilation as a scolded child by the media. "If he didn't go into bear country." Or "If only he played dead."

We create our own destruction and pain. At least that's all we see. But evil, real evil. Lurks just beneath the surface; forever hiding it's grotesque hemorrhage of blood lust under our mock up of pain. Of what we see as pain.

But someone sees..

Someone always bares witness to the true evil of humanity. The kind of horror that slithers into your bed at night while you sleep. The kind of true terror that slurps at your soul as it gestates it's larva into your unconscious abdomen. This is true evil, true horror.

And someone sees..

The mice see..

Considered rodents by most; nothing more than annoying little castaways in our pantries and the irritated backs of our minds.

These little creatures do exist for a purpose..

They watch.

They watch what happens when the darkness gives birth to the horrors and they remember. They share their stories with one another. Until such a day comes where we may listen to them. I have listened.. in a last ditch effort I have devoted countless nights to the painfully quiet whispers of our hidden reality that these tiny bookkeepers wish to share. This is just a few of their stories...