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I was god and I was all alone, I thought long and hard about it, I could have anything I wanted, I just had to say let there be (something). Honestly I had to wrestle with the idea of humanity and all things that felt or thought. Maybe I was meant to be, I thought, maybe I should wake them up, to appease this hell, it was hard, and I knew it was selfish, but I had to disturb all that nothingness, and make it come alive, Christ I shouldn't have played with it and nobody could ever have foreseen Tyred with her fucking infinity ropes, I couldn't wish her on the world, I thought, but then I thought about DirkDurp and his Anime and what was illegal, everything was illegal they will catch you, they have AI that will track you down, thought DirkDurp, Anime is not illegal there is light at the end of the tunnel fellow perverts, and I've seen it, I will pester you forever until you see what I've seen. And coonigan that dreadful machination of mine, well let him write his 'poetry', and make people acknowledge that he's a sandwich short of a picnic. You do it to yourself coonigan, I look down from the thirteenth floor, I'll show you how to get to purest hell. If you want it that badly. You are not the centre of the universe, I am, that I am, I didn't know what to do with you until I espied that old folk's home for the incapable, I know it hurt being bombarded by what you thought was my wrath, you should see me when I'm frustrated coonigan, love you forever my son. I'll let you borrow that missing sandwich some day. I'm just being cute, enjoy the boys! ![]() |