“Here I am.
Not Alpha or Omega.
Perhaps nothing to you or anyone.
Not even worthy to be entitled Sigma or Beta.
Just a nobody.
Living a temporal existance.
Moving as fast as time within its infinite self can move me.
Engaging in verbatim and recompense.”

•

“Recently within my carnal mind...
I roll myself up in vain.
‘None of these things these days truly seem to touch you!’
When tears of mine gets mingled with the rain.
Oftentimes, I find myself snickering and laughing at fading memories and lame jokes.
While being amused by the lunatic inside my head.
Already, he has throughlly convinced me that I am '5150'.
But all I really want is to to get my sunburned hands around his pencil neck.
And choke out his pathetic ass until he's completely dead.”

•

“Yes!
The verbal agent of misfortune am I.
Battling daily against the darkness deep inside.
Playing a kindred host to a silent protagonist.
A willing participant in the war within that rages on and on.
To every win carries an even greater loss.
Causalties appearing clearly on every side.
Hero or villian?
As a human being I am in high definition both one in the same.
You can say whatever you about me from here but know this:
‘I see vividly the errors of my ways.’
Does any of this you viewing now makes me insane?”

•

“Someday, in the near future...
The rocks itself will cry out.
But they will not in the bit least cry out for me.
The universe itself will suck my black ass in my place.
And the Creator will have a fine place for my decrepid soul for all eternity.
There I will have all the time I need to review my decision.
Receive much woe for my actions.
Won't have nary a moment to feed my blissful pride and dignity.”



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