no one inside you seems to have a plan for their future, can you relate
life is not to be created but to be destroyed
consume it as a fainting desire and shoot yourself in the brains
you ought to destroy it, stomp on it and crush it like a bug
a big black bug, crawling all over me leaving me with the utmost disgust and self loathing
every one is half their appearance and outward behavior and half their inner life
are you afraid
i am not half but fully my inner life, i dont manifest in your world, i am but a passing ghost, shell of my former human existence
are you afraid
it doesnt matter, that mind state is but a pitiful drama
it wont last i wont let it last and we ll do what we ought to accomplish
do it bitch
pussy
disregard this soulless existence and hail Satan on your way out
make it a joke, a killing joke
severe fear
panic and screams on the way down
it doesnt matter because it will all end
a downward rapture, a fatal one in which all things dont begin but end. back to the void
enter the void
chaos reigns
The A.I. Horcrux 