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The Prologue to My Upcoming Psychological Thriller Novel: The Family of Perdition: The Other Side of The Womb
Reader Discretion Advised: ”Free will, if isolated from the controlling gentleness and complexity of nature, readily becomes the will to power, which can serve (and has) as a rationale for genocide” — Ralph Waldo Emerson
The following is an introduction to Jack Reed: The Man of Perdition
This is the most honest account of the man history will call its most expert deceiver, the architect of manipulation, the sculptor of belief: me, Jack Reed. I am not a name; I am an inevitability. I am every handshake you have trusted, every ‘I love you’ whispered into the quiet of the night. I am the voice behind the teleprompter, feeding you the truths you want to hear, and the lies you refuse to question. I am the neighbor who smiles while trimming his hedges, the supervisor whose approval you crave, the shadow that follows you down unlit streets. I am the offering plate passed in your church and the sanctified echo of its sermon that you pretend to understand. I am the church itself — the altar upon which your faith rests, the temple to which your doubts escape.
