Valleys  I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, but I don't fear death, because I'm dead already. Well, close enough so it doesn't matter. I'm a number. Not a face, not a person, but a number. My identity is a series of digits. They like it that way. For everyone to just be happy little automatonswith no feelings or thoughts or ideas of thier own. Just to be little workers.  Most are that way. They slip into comfortable numbness, and live there. Theywork from 9 to 5, and believe everything they are told to. Fuck that. I'm not gonna live my life as some robot to serve them. I'm not the only one that  feels this way, either. But when they try to escape the Valley, they go too damn early, when they're too weak to make it. They call the little rebellion a "phase", and keep a closer eye on the rebels. Me, I'm going to bide my time.  I'm going to sit back, and do my work, and be the perfect little robot. To their eyes. Mean time, I'm going to get stronger. Then, when I get enough strength, I'm going to bust out. They'll never see it coming, and I'll be too strong fro them to stop once I get gone. Then my identity wil be defined by my deeds and thoughts, not the number on my shirt. Then I'll be a person. I'll be free. I'll be alive! I'll be ALIVE!!  But I shouldn't get ahead of myself. I'm still in the Valley, and I'm still just a number. So for now, I'll bide my time, amd gain my strength. SAUCE00Valleys Kyo Sa Nim SiN 19950907‡P