☠️ Bear Blog Entry - The Final Scorch — Addendum to "The Loser Pandemic"
☠️ The Final Scorch — Addendum to The Loser Pandemic
This is MY final, last blaze to you gentlemen and wamen.
Goes to pour out a 40.
They called us names.
Loser. Basement dweller. Brokie. Man-child.
Said we had no drive. No wife. No purpose.
But the funny thing about mocking silence is— you forget what it’s loading.
We weren’t wasting time.
We were studying your systems.
Watching you panic.
Stacking pain like bricks, till the tower tilted —and the fire started crawling up the walls.
You taught us nothing but survival, then blamed us for surviving differently.
We learned to ghost before we learned to flirt.
We learned to make memes before we learned to pray.
Now?
You want to know where we went.
But we’re not gone.
We’re just not saving you anymore.
You want to laugh? Laugh.
You want to blame? Blame.
But when the ground splits, and the quiet ones rise with plans you never saw coming— don’t ask where we were.
We were here.
Becoming the flame.