Wretched being,. Screaming of agony and self-remorse,. They have come,. There's nothing you can do.. It's too late and you are only left to feel,. Only pain and sorrow..
Empty discordance.. . A social illness plagues humanity,. Corrupting civilization continuously,. The era of Anno Domini is in decay.. . Deepest sympathy for the future spawn of Earth..
Deceivers,. I am disgusted of your wretched kind,. Anomaly in a world of turmoil,. The truth has long been right before your eyes,. yet you choose to believe in a fake creed..
someones telling me to stay. the times weve had have not been bad. home again, it seems so soon. nothings changed, but its not the same. people dancing all around.
i guess they had it when they said i was a simple man. but even simple men can try a complicated plan. . blue sky above me. crazy this was lovely. blue sky above me.
oh there it is brewing deeply inside of me. such an evil philosophy. if only the good die young then i know why. i remain in this world so alive. im surrounded by spider webs, insect eyes.
can i weld these paper folds to flat. without burning all the red and blue. and though were not an army i know what to do. i have seen the gasoline burn.
after all this lasting vision, so great, so small. there is only one thing left to say. . i will, i will, i will. . im out of the woods, and into the swamp.
the fifteenth chapter, gotta read faster, and i cant handle this, gendered protagonist. courage and discipline, a curvy heroine, am i too blind to see, shapeshifters tricking me.
angela, you know they dropped the bomb. (open up, remember me?). wipe the rain off your nose and you say. the last words that youll say to me. you tip your cards, tip your cards.
dad, this cell is cold. or just the knowledge that. its almost time. i am guilty hard. i understand. blood drips from my hands. . i promised that id go out on a joke.
kitty, i know that you miss me, know you wanna kiss me. are these blockages or possibilities. whats a boy to do?. autobiography, lets play at photography.
i wanna get warm. (but i need to get cold before i can get warm). ive broken my tones. (along with every other bone in my entire skeleton). this coffee is cold.
dig in the ground, not looking for blue sky. but for the silver dollar that lays buried there. my hands older by ten or so years. then when i planted it.
so expected. im in mourning. will i forget. can i ask. . will you come home. if im home. im home. . can i fight enemies ive never seen. can i miss someone that ive never met.
The heart of flesh has taken root inside*. The light of life has been injected. Like circuitry across the expanse of space and time. Another darkened soul has been connected.
This is the day you die. . Murder and hatred. Infliction of pain. And creation of sorrow. Total annihilation. . Destruction of souls that I've redeemed.
I spoke to the heart of darkness. Let there be light. I reached into the dead man's chest. And brought him back to life. Let there be light. . I am the shock to the system.
So it begins. And I am surrounded by my enemies. Darkness seems like my closest friend. Suffering and waiting for you. . Each breath feels like my last.
Traversing the infinite. Transcending the evident. Watch as reality bends to My will. . Navigating eternity. Dispatching uncertainty. Behold in My presence.