8.02.2009

The Day



I made it. I know what I need now. Clarity. A repetative idea throughout, it is now here. I am all smiles. I'm glad this is all over. I can actually relax now. You fucking shit head. You almost won. This is the closest you've come. Although--it's been worse.

I'm used to it now. My eyes glaze over and stare straight forward from now on. I made it. This time. I am in the shit. My only objective is survival and to see you suffer. I used to think that hurting myself was the only way to do that. Now I realize I need to hurt others before you start listening. This descent into oblivion is probably exactly what you want.

Be careful what you wish for my nemesis. It may just come true. There is a darkness inside myself that I've been suppressing. No longer will it stay buried. If everyone else doesn't keep it inside why should I? I'll never exactly be the same, but I can pretend like the best of them.

Omniescience is your only tool. So--I will explain my plan. I need support and have many ways to garnish it. Once they are under my control I will have them serve My purpose. I am worse than Satan. I am here to destroy everything, in the worst way I can imagine.

When you realize this and see me again for the first time you'll understand. I am not this naiive, complacent fellow. No, I am a disaster waiting to happen. One step away from the brink. Although I am already in deep. My snake skin is shedding. I'll slither my way into your heart, then rip it apart.

Wait for me on the other side. I will be there soon.

Say goodbye to your families. I will make you matter soon.