/lit/ - Literature

I shall build my throne high overhead,
Cold, tremendous shall its summit be.
For its bulwark-- superstitious dread,
For its Marshall--blackest agony.

Nope no hierarchy here, no body to rule over anything, or decide what, how, how many, how much is dolled out, how much the currency is worth, or any other trivial matter of a society. No hierarchy, no decisions, no movement, no motivation, only stagnation, unless there is force, but who is using force if no power base exists?