Fire and ice

It is not just the undead we must contend with. There are wolves among us, as well. These beasts in human form will devour the weak in a desperate attempt to satisfy the gnawing hunger within.

Desire forces these creatures to act. They want power and will do anything to get it. No sacrifice is too great to fulfill their wicked agenda.

If zombies are ice, then wolves would be fire. They sink their teeth into whatever they wish to have. To give in, is to be consumed.

To fight them, you must be alert. Note how they hunt, and learn to evade. There are too many to destroy them all, so keep moving so as not to be overwhelmed.

A wolf may promise you a place in the pack, but understand that your life is forfeit at their whim. Besides, to join them you must become a monster. They have no use for human beings.

Wolves trump zombies because of their desire. It is better to care, but dangerous to want. They will stop at nothing, even if the whole world is engulfed in the conflagration.  

Zombie apocalypse

The zombie apocalypse is upon us! No, the undead are not out to consume the living. Rather, there are so many that everything is in danger of grinding to a halt.

A person that does not care is dead while they yet live, hence a zombie. They move and breathe, but nothing is better for it. Instead, things are worse, because they are using up precious resources.

Zombies do not even care for themselves, leading to all kinds of health problems. The stench of death follows them: it is a rotting from within. Yet these things shamble about, taking up space.

All of this is unnecessary. Life is about living and doing and being. If a person is truly alive, a living death cannot claim them.

Indifference will spread until only a husk remains. Not caring is a slippery slope: you stop caring about others, stop caring about yourself, and then the body eventually succumbs. But everyone around you suffers in the meantime.

Live while you still can! Every breath is precious, and not to be wasted. Be the person you were meant to be. Let death be merely the end of a fulfilling life.

Predictably unpredictable

People become jaded easily. After awhile, they claim to know all of your tricks. Sometimes you need to throw a few curves just to keep the game interesting.

It is not enough to go left when expected to go right. They will pick up on the pattern. Rather it is best to be predictably unpredictable.

You cannot take someone for granted if you do not know what the grant is for. Keep moving, while they are busy figuring you out. What if the solving of the puzzle reveals yet another layer?

It is necessary to pay attention. Too often, people are anticipating what will be said. As a result, they turn out to be wrong.

You do not need to confound, their short attention spans will be your greatest ally. If a person cares, it will be obvious. Their light will shine like a beacon in the night.

Those that can see, will see. The ones that can hear, will hear. All others will merely trip over their own suppositions.  

The beat goes on

Sometimes life hits you like a ton of bricks. The unthinkable transpires and you are left to wonder why. It is hard to stand, but falling can be fatal.

In a world of sink or swim, many go under. Sometimes the burdens are too great. Easier to collapse, than take another step.

Perseverance is like walking into a gale: if you relax in the slightest, it will knock you down. There is no guarantee of survival. Death, on the other hand, is a real possibility.

We keep going, because we must. The alternative is to embrace our doom. But who would want to be trapped in its crushing grip?

To be alive, means death has not won. Sure, it may get you eventually. But it is better to give out, than to give up.

Heart is stronger than flesh: even broken ones can be mended. A heart keeps beating until the very end. Though the pain is great and it vexes us sore, the beat goes on until it can no more.