I keep getting reminded of our island. And I hope dear reader that I will be able to tell you more stories about our island, but for now I will briefly tell you about the island itself and how it came to be.
The island was created long ago, long before you or I were ever even thought of. It was made so long ago that the whatever that made it left no record of making it. As you can expect, our dear island has all the natural resources for us to comfortably survive in harmony and peace and love, but we are far more important than all the other islands out there. I would feel disgusted if somebody assumed that the island was just 'discovered.' Seriously, the idea that the island was not destined for us makes me scared. I mean what if? We are not supposed to talk about it though. It is kinda against the rules to consider against whatever created the island.
There are other islands. They are not nearly as cool as our island though. This island, our island, was ment for us right? It is our island to do with what we will. What I mean is that if it wasnt, wouldnt whatever created it take it away from us. Plus, everyone on the other islands are not nearly as smart or as pretty as everyone on our island. Clearly all the other islands were created well after our island. Of course we take what is rightfully ours from all the other islands. What I mean is that if the others on the other islands dont know any better than they dont deserve what they have at their disposal.
There is a book that has been rewritten every generation for the island as to how we will live. And before you ask, no it hasn't changed, it is the same as it was written at the beginning. We just need it to address it in our language. The island has not always spoke the way we do. We were not the first people on this island. The people that were here were like all the other people on all the other islands, ignorant. Its okay though, they are all gone, mostly anyway.
The people of the island got rid of someone the other day who went crazy talking about things against the book. Seriously though, how could he choose to not be free? People who dont believe usually end up getting recycled to the island. Grandma got recycled last year, I wish she wouldnt have, but you know how the elderly get.
It is our island. It is ours to do with what we will. We are the island of important people.
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