The Eggs of Dementia

I had turned a blind eye to society’s real flaws and hadn’t seen deeper than the small scars that were inflicted by circumstance; school, parental disputes, etc. But as I gained strength through knowledge, I began to take my studies to a new dimension, a taboo place where even the most intellectual and well-informed of legions had not dared to delve into.

I had ascertained that ‘bronies’, males (and select females, most of which have not been proven to actually exist) who adhered to the commands/teachings of the show, "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic” were gaining considerable power – ominous power, if you will, clandestinely infiltrating the various elements that hold together the foundation of modern society; slowly but surely gaining the allegiance of students, young children, old children and the most ominous of all – politicians. I had coupled this with the fact that fanatical groups gaining large amounts of power in cultures’ governing bodies had seen results that changed the very course of history. Of course, the most well-known being the National Socialist Party’s rise to power in Germany circa 1920 to 1933, with the infamous man himself Adolf Hitler at the reins. The bleak irony of my realization was even suggested in the show itself, with Princess Celestia’s thousand-year empire being directly at the expense of Princess Luna and perhaps, just perhaps, a subliminal genocide of Princess Luna’s followers (perhaps legions of vampyres, eternal children of the night, but that’s my guess) who chose to adhere to her ideals, none of which have been disclosed as of yet…

These thoughts of mine began to drive me mad. I, at this juncture, was disconnected from reality and did not know if ponies, as depicted in the show and in my visits and dreams, were physical beings that dwelled, or very well could dwell, in a plane not known to humankind (or at least acknowledged). When I said that visits in Equestria were not dreams, I could’ve been wrong, but the ambiance was not consistent with a dream, it was too vivid, too real and made too much sense, particularly Luna’s warnings.

My ‘mental illness’ did not actually drive me to kill people. I continued with my same routine, continued to be bullied, continued to watch My Little Pony and continued to contemplate my own suicide rather than the death of another person by my own hand. I didn’t know the math but I knew that there was some credence to what Luna said, even if it was just a dream. But I had myself again, because how could there be credence to it if I wasn’t sure that Equestria, let alone the entire goddamn universe surrounding My Little Pony existed?