Hello All Today I Will Would Like To Tell You About All Those Things I Remember And Misremember And Don't Remember Some Of Them May Have Been Fabricated Memories In The Process Of The Mass Production Of Thoughts That May Occasionally Take Place Every Now And Then Now Then Allow Me To Start Off By Telling All Abt. My Dreams As Of Late Though You May Instead Choose To Call Them "Night Mares" If You So Wish They Really Did Take Place Inside Of My Head And They Often Are Forgotten Such Is The Nature Of My Dreams And My NightMares Fortunately However I Still Remember Some I Remember The Fine Details I Do Not Remember But The Whole Generalized Experiences Of The Recent Dreams/Nightmares I Do Remember And I Do Remember That They Had Included Within Them Spiders Indeed My Dreams Have Lately Been Full Of Spiders A Spitting Image Of The Reality Unfolding Itself Before My Very Own Eyes Perhaps Where I Reside Is Inside A Cold Place Sometimes A Hot Place But Always A Place Full Of Unwelcome Guests Taking On The Shape Of Disgusting Insects Let Me Tell You How They Are Everywhere Indeed I Was Calmly Lying On The Bed And Staring At The Ceiling As I Sometimes Do Thinking About Most Likely Death Though As My Memory Fails I Cannot Say For Sure What Was Going Through My Head At That Time But Just As I Finally Choose To Get Up I Notice It At That Very Moment And I Look Back At My Bed In Resentment As I Notice There Was All Along A Tick There Waiting For Me To Remain Blissfully Ignorant Stuck In Those Daydreams Of Mine As It Made Its Attempts To Get On Me Bite Down On Me That Would Have Been The End My Friend The End That Tick Is The Embodiment Of Evil Itself Wishing To Ruin My Already In A Sorry State Life In One Fell Swoop By Bringing The Plagues Unto Me That Would've Been That But I Noticed It And Began The Exorcism Immediately By Crushing It With My Shoe And This Was The End For The Malicious Bug Instead As I Basked In The Light Of My Victory On Another Day I Was Also Lying Peacefully In My Bed Daydreaming For The Unknownth Time In A Row And As Soon As I Looked Around There It Was That Little Bastard Dashed Across The Other Half Of The Bed Hoping To Escape My Wrath But It Was All In Vain As No Mere Mortal Insectoid Can Ever Hope To Withstand The Power Of The Almighty Shoe If You Still Are Not Convinced That Spiders Are A Part Of My Life I Wish To Remove But As Usual Cannot Do Not Even Get Me Started On The Disgusting Hellhole Known As THE BASEMENT... It Might As Well Be Hell Itself For All I Know The Spiders Dwell Furiously Down In That Dark Place I Do Prefer To Avoid It As Much As Possible To Summarize The Story About My Dreams So Far They Are Full Of Spiders Because They Are Based On And A Somewhat Exaggerated Version Of The Current Situation Of The Me

Though My Dreams Are Already A Bit Of A Gray Area They Are Close BUT No Cigarette To The Grayer-Than-Gray Area Of My Memories Stored Within The Withering Consciousness The Mind I Tell You Is A Fragile Thing Quite Malleable It Is Not A Safe Place For Storing Memories Which Is Why I Like To Write Them Down As Soon As Possible These Days But Allow Me To Ask You This Question: Who Is More Unfortunate, He Who Cannot Remember Because He Has Forgotten, Or He Who Cannot Remember Because He Has Never Experienced It? You Do Matter Of Fact Need To Experience Something To Ever Have A Chance At Remembering It But Consider The Scenario Of A Person So Engrossed In Their Ever Invading Thoughts That They Let Life Pass Them By Right Before Their Eyes, Can This Person Really Say: "I Have Experienced That And Did Not Recall" Truly If You're There In Body But Your Soul Is Elsewhere Can You Say You Were There And You Saw It With Your Very Own Eyes And You Experienced It First Hand Does Something Like That Allow Someone To Remember Things Or Does It Who Can Say For Sure And Who Can Really Say It Wasn't All Just SomeGrand Illusion A Hallucination Of Sorts The Mind Is A Fragile Malleable Thing Indeed That I Believe Is Why I Remember Nothing It's Not That I Forgot Those Memories Were Never There In The First Place But Isn't This A Sign Of Him Spending Too Much Time Inside His Imaginary Universe Instead Of The Real World Can You Really Blame Him For Trying To Escape The Immense Pressure Of The Circumstances He Has Found Himself In Why Bother With The Real World When It Will Never Be What You Want It To Be Always A Horrible Miserable Place Full Of Sadness And Hurt And Evil People Can You Blame Him For Trying To Get Away From It All Can You Or Can You As A Result The Fantasies Remain And Take The Place Of The Real Memories Yet Maybe That Isn't So Bad If They're All Unhappy Let's Fill The Empty Space Left By The Bad Stuff We've Been Through With Our Brand New Homemade Happiness

When We Finally Decide To Put Time Itself On The Operating Table And We Get Our Scalpels Ready Draw The Letter "Y" On Time's Stomach And Look Inside And Mess Around With The Internal Organs Of Time We Will Find That There Are The Three Key Parts That From The Concept Of Time
Let's Begin By Examining The Oldest One Which Is THE PAST As I Try To Reach For My Past I Realize It Does Not Appear To Exist As A Whole Fragments Only Available The Rest Erased Or Stashed Away In The Deepest Darkest Corners Of The Subconscious Where No One Can Ever Hope To Find It It Was Not Remarkable And Was Therefore Forgotten In Order To Make Way For More Valuable Memories Which Have Not Been Made Yet Maybe They Never Will There Is No Hope In The Foreseeable Future For Such An Event To Take Place And Change Everything To Such A Degree That It Will Mean Something In My Life At The Moment Is Worth Remembering
Looking At THE PRESENT I See A Fellow Good-For-Nothing Wondering When Death Will Come And Take Them By The Hand And Bring Him Eternal Peace From All Of The Constant Hurt And The

See The Sheer Cruelety And Barbarism Of The Creator Deity Before Your Very Own Eyes As He Brings You Unto Thyse Worlde As An Inferior Creature Devoid Of Anything Worthwhile We The People Are Social Beings By Nature Who Enjoy Their Existence Most As Part Of A SOCIETY But The Society Is An Exclusive Group That Does NOT Invite Defective Units Unto Itself They Will Be OSTRACIZED Relentlessly Thrown Away And Rejected Immediately They Just Weren't Good Enough! The Bleak Reality Of Natural Selection Is On Display For All To See: I Was Born Unto A State Of Constant Isolation Stemming From Utmost Social Ineptitude And Inadequacy And Incompetence All Of These Traits Are HARDWIRED Into The System Leaving Me Unable To Do Anything OR Change My Fate In Any Way Shape Or Form For As We All Know NEC HERCVLES CONTRA PLVRES In Other Words We Can't Do Anything On Our Own And On Our Own We Will Be At ALL TIMES Because The World Doesn't Want Ya It Wants Ya DEAD And It Will Do Its Best To Drive You To suicide Best It Can Because Naturally! GOD Sez That MURDER is a SIN, so MURDER is a SIN. However! IF We Can Make Another Kill Themself On Their Own We Can Avoid Blood On Our Hands And Sin On Our Soul As Such And So The Weak And Inadequate Shall Fall Like Always There Just Isn't Any Room For Us On Your "Beautiful" World The World Of SUFFERING And DEATH And PAIN And GOD Is The ROOT Of It All We See Firsthand His Cruelties That He Finds Great Pleasures In Commiting: Humans Are Social Creatures By Nature But Stripped Of Their Social Skills They Can Neither Interact With Others Successfully OR Be Satisfied With The Company None Other Than Themself. We See An Endless Cycle Of Dissatisfaction & Disappointment With Reality Because There Is An Innate Need For The Companionship Of Another That Can Never Be Fulfilled In This State... ISOLATION, DESOLATION, These Are Just A Few Of God's Favorite Torture Devices That He Shall Use Upon Us For What Else Are We If Not GOD'S Personal Stress Relief Toy: God's Own Personal Punching Bag And Submissive Faphole! He And All His People Shall Use And Abuse And Come ALL Over Us And Our Souls And We Will Be Left Defenseless To It All Because YOU JUST CAN'T WIN... Indeed This Is What Our Lives Have Become In This Day And Age Our Soul Violated By YAHWEH And The Young Impressionable Mind Forever Scarred And Soiled By All The Evil In The World We Can Try To Get Help But In The End We Can Only Ever Get A Good Old Fashioned Slap On The Wrist In Return And We Have To Listen To God And All His People Laughing Their Asses Off At Our Misery Once Again Then Can Anything Even Really Help Us Anymore The Damage Has Already Been Done Irreversible Changes To The Soul And Kind The Scars That Will Not Go Away No Matter How Much Healing We Can Find In This Desolate Wasteland There Just Isn't Any Cure Or Antidote To Our Ailments Anymore We Shall Succumb Forever And Ever Suffer Under The Burden Of MANHEAD That Has Caused Us Much Misery And Troubles Us Immensely To This Day We Can Never Really Change Anything At All Because GOD Does NOT Want Us To Be Anything Other Than A Complete And Utter Failure As It Would Threaten Our Status As His Favorite Stress Relief Methid And So We Are Left With No Choice We Look Forward To The Inevitable Happening To Us We Know Of One Last Surefire Way To Escape The Everpresent Suffering We Know Our Good And Only True Companion DEATH Is Right Beside Us And Has Been All This Time DEATH Reminds Us That Our Pain & Misery Is Just A Moment It Too Shall Pass And When It Does That Is When We Shall Return To The State Of Nonexistence - A State Of Bliss And TRUE, UNADULTERATED HAPPINESS, Our Soul Will Find The Liberation It So Badly Craves Once And For All We Will Exit The Mortal Coil And This Will Be The End Of Our All Troubles The End Comforting Isn't It However GOD Wants To Prolong Our Suffering For A Little While! He Shall Invent So-Called SELF-PRESERCVATION INSTINCTS™ (Also Known As The Intrinsic Fear Of Death Present In All Living Beings That Have Ever Existed Down Here In God's Hellhole) These Shall Be Our Enemy A Voice In Our Heads That Whenever We Attempt To Do Something ANYTHING It Will Tell Us: "Back Off, Son Of Man! Cease And Desist This Futile Attempt To Reach Out For Happiness! And Don't You Know What Your Creator Has To Say About What You Are Trying To Do Right Here? Suicide Is A Sin And You Will Be Cast Down Unto The Depths Below If You Shall Go Through With This Completely! There The Devil Will Punish You For The Rest Of Sweet Eternity!" And To That I Say: GOD and SATAN Are The Exact Same Thing And Have Always Been! They Are Two Sides Of The Same Coin Except That SATAN Is The True Identity Of The Creator Deity; YAHWEH Is The Cardboard Cutout He Shalt Hide Behind Whenever He Wants To Be Worshipped And Craves Love And Adoration From His People. And Yet We Have Seen Through His Lies He Covers Himself And His "HOLY BIBLE" With: We See That Truly GOD Is NOT The Embodiment Of Love And The Source Of All Things Good But In Fact That Of EVIL And SIN. Evident If You Pay The Slightest Attention To Reality Surrounding You Today You WILL Tear Off The Final Mask Of Artifice And Illusion Off Of The Creator Deity's Face And You WILL Bear Witness To His True Form, One Of Sadism And Of Evil, The Source Of All Of Our Troubles, for HE Is The One Who Has Bullied Our Poor Soul Into Entering A Vessel It Never Even Wanted To... The Seeds Of Suffering Were Sown At This Very Moment And Over Time Have Grown And Bloomed Into A Thorn Bush Choking And Scraping Our Soul Every Waking Moment... The Ties Betwyxt The MIND, The BODY and the SOUL, Torn Forever, Death Of The Sense Of One's Self, The Soul Trapped In A Torture Chamber Where It Shall Be Tormented Indefinitely, The Soul Locked Behind A Glass Wall From Where It Can Look Upon Our Sad World But Cannot Interact With It - This Is Exactly What Our Lives Have Become Thanks To GOD'S Interference.