I am not the wolf, nor am I the sheep. I am both and yet I am neither. I am hated by the sheep, for I do not look nor think like them. I am hated by the wolf, because I know how and why they think like they do. I am out cast from the sheep, and I hate and love that at the same time. I am thankful I am outcast from the wolf, the source for evil. I have always watched over the flock of sheep, it is in my DNA. I have always resisted the wolf, again, It is in my DNA. I have both of their strengths, and neither’s weaknesses. The sheep are afraid, weak, forever dependent on those stronger than they are. This dependency allows them to be conquered and dominated, easily. The wolf is a coward outside of his pack, he is weak when he is alone. The wolf preys upon the weak and defenseless. He conquers and dominates, easily. I am not afraid. I am strong, and never depend upon anyone, for anything, outside my family. This absence of dependency keeps me from being conquered and dominated. I need no pack. I am alone strong. But in all this strength, I never conquer or dominate the sheep. Only the wolf do I dominate and conquer. The wolf fear me. And rightly so, I take no prisoner. I expect and give no quarter. And in all this, I still watch over the sheep. Watching for the wolf. Hated, until the coming of the wolf. I accept this fate. It is in my DNA. It is that I am, not who I am, that makes me what I am. I also accept that as a fact, it is not a question of if I die. No not at all. And gladly. It begs more questions than that. How many go before me? The honorable manner of my passing? Have I remained true to what I know? I am the SHEEPDOG !!!
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 23:44:17 +0000
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