It's not my imagination.

I am trying to be brought to heel, and so also are you.

What is wrong with these ersatz masters of creation? Do they honestly believe they can compel the elements to dance before them? What madness makes them think they can control their fellows?

I know why, and so do you.

They like being bitten!

So let's gnaw on the ankles of Atlas! Let's make the dog pound shake like a quake! Let's give these tyrant whisperers a scar their egregious egos can wear like an endorsement!

It's not my imagination! To be human is to be insane!

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