12-25-2017, 12:00 AM
Whenever everyone you have ever loved is finally gone. When everything you have ever wanted is finally done with. When all of your nightmares are for a time obscured, as by a shining brainless beacon, or a blinding eclipse of the many terrible shapes of this world. When you are calm and joyful and finally entirely alone, then in a great new darkness, you will finally execute your special plan.\
There are no means for escaping this world. It penetrates even into your sleep and is his substance. You are caught in your own dreaming, where there is no space, and a hell forever where there is no time. You can't do nothing you aren't told to do. There is no hope for escape from this dream that was never yours. The very words you speak are only it's very words. And you talk like a traitor, under it's incessant torture.
There are no means for escaping this world. It penetrates even into your sleep and is his substance. You are caught in your own dreaming, where there is no space, and a hell forever where there is no time. You can't do nothing you aren't told to do. There is no hope for escape from this dream that was never yours. The very words you speak are only it's very words. And you talk like a traitor, under it's incessant torture.