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There was once a time I toyed with insanity. Letting my mind drift away on the currents of random thought I discovered some important truths and trivial truths. One of these truths is that there is no cosmic plan. How could there be when the darkness and the creatures it brings swarm about me?
Why would I be so special when I am nothing? This outcome was a simple flip of the coin and the other side would have left me alone on this earth with the creatures that wander the wild. Forever at peace from the humans that swarm around me, these monstrousities and the darkness they bring.
The deep sleeper is soon to come and will wipe this planet clean. I hear the whispers and the callings. The time will be upon us when the clouds will rain basalt and blood and the cosmos will laugh. This will be the day that I dance and say to the world... "I just got my fucking ass handed to me by an orangutan wearing boxing gloves!"
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