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Other side
Bound... bound to the city that never sleeps, where the lady watches over to keep the peace. Bound... bound to the forest in the heart of the metropolis where the world is set apart but alltogether. Bound... bound with emotion and great physical and mental provocation, the sleepless many that mass to create the wonders that comfort our lives. Bound... bound home to where I belong.
Control
Sometimes when a new format appears confusion is set amoung the few who are ignorant to the facts. This is how control is spread across. Create a state of panic and confusion and promise those who want stability and order that change will be coming. For the better, for the greater good, for the best wishes of the many. A promise in which is justified as a means to an end. The storm will brew and a few will rise. No control is ever absolute nor complete. The spectrum will always shine in variations to complete order or to break it. The in's and out's of societies' mechanics delve deeper than what is understood. Most is assumed and few is known. Control is about confusion and promise. Know the mechanics and you will have your control.