My Biggest Secretion

I have killed an innumerable amount of people; and not a single one was older than a year in age. In fact, you could say I am a baby killer, but I will never feel the slightest bit of guilt. Nevertheless, I have kept this knowledge locked away in the back of my mind as it is merely more insignificant data-to be honest I have lost count of all those who have perished by my cold, pale hands. Such information cannot be processed properly by most human beings, especially those of faith. My actions are severely frowned upon by many of the "good" books, but not even God can make me regret or even stop this merciless behavior. When the moon relieves the sun, I can be found strangling the life straight from the flesh of man.

Disposing of their bodies can be a messy event, but if the tiny remains are wrapped thoroughly all one has to do is simply toss them in the garbage. The hydraulic mechanism of the garbage truck will crush them to an unrecognizable state, and after thousands of disposals I have yet to be caught. The thought of being discovered is a horrible thing to imagine. Even though I am not alone in my actions I will be exposed as the crestfallen person that I am; that we all are, and the embarrassment would be too much to bear. "Baby Killer! Baby Killer!" I can hear it now. They won't understand, no one will; except those who enjoy rubbing out the lives of infants.

While only fellow baby butchers know of my secret, I am sure there are many who will question why I constantly choose to do it. This seemingly guilt induced missive is anything but. Instead this is a letter for all those who share my taste for expunging the young in order to show them they are not alone and that we must be proud of our behavior. I am certainly not ashamed that I am a murderer; it is simply my nature and I accept that. While it is an innate reaction, the purpose for being diligent in my work is for the greater good of humanity. You see, I am aiding in the survival of all mankind. My reason for continuing the slaughter-other than the gloriously crisp mental state that follows-is to help control the global population. Humans have flooded the Earth, raped its resources and are currently contributing to its total destruction.

What I and others like me have set out to do is restore the balance between humans and the Earth that has been lost ever since the population explosion. The reason why we target the young is because the old are nearer to death. With limited youths being brought into the world it is only a matter of time before the population levels out causing the raping of Mother Earth to come to a halt. Call us radical environmentalists, but never call us monsters. Our role in this world is not an easy one, but it is necessary, and like all instances of mass extermination whether by plague or genocide the big picture is not affected for the worse but for the best. This is because we as a species prosper. The loss of life now is not important if it will save the planet and further secure our existence as a species. My biggest secret consists of secreting the fluid of life. And I, like all men, am not ashamed of this as it is our duty, for the sake of all humanity, to empty our testes on a regular basis.