Normal? Did I say normal?

Normal? What IS normal? Its certainly not my life or my unlife...I remember when life was normal...I was 3 years old, riding on who I thought was my father's shoulders, my kine twin giggling non-stop as our so-called kine father spent quality time with his kine children. Well, father turned out to be Dr. Frankenstein and his children turned out to be monster creations fated to do his bidding. Its taken me 130 years to realize just what I am or what's worse what Im supposed to become.....and now I've passed it on to my twin, like some radical social disease. I feel the blood my father injected me with, boiling in my veins. All my life I've been hiding from fear of being found out to wake up and find hybrids are accepted now? Fearfully revered even? What kind of bullshit has the kine desensitized their minds to? NOOO they are curious and haughty about their existence. Such arrogance! The more I live this unlife the more I realize that maybe now the kine need to learn a lesson.....