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"But see, amid the rout
A shape intrude!
A thing that writhes from out
The solitude!
It writhes! - It writhes! - with mortal
The become its food,
And sob at vermin fangs
In gore imbued.

Out - out are the - out all!
And, over quivering form,
The curtain, a pall,
Comes with the rush of a storm,
While the angels all and wan,
Uprising, unveiling,
That the is the tragedy "Man,"
And its hero the Worm." *

Time and run through my astral veins.
Stars my orders.
Planets me in neverending concentric rings.
I am the of the universe.
I am COSMOS!!!

You you don't have to worship me.
But your won't be of any use to you.
I'm flowing right your most secret thoughts.
I your deepest fears and weaknesses.
I am the owner of your and ruler of your fate.

I am the you've always denied.
I am the and the Omega.
I was here before was created.
And I'll still exist when you've in the vortex
of eternity.

Eternity!!!

You stupid fuck believe you're in control and is obeying
your will.
But you're subject to a fallacy.
You're the way I want you to.
my character in a play of hopes and fears.
You're my Worm!
You still I'm not there, laughing at my existence,
still me.
You're me!!!

Eternally!!!

Once a time I wasn't unlike you.
But I have arisen and myself a God.
The sovereign over your life, liege over your fate.
I into a celestial being to use you as an instrument
to wipe out the human RACE!!!

* Edgar Allan Poe: "The Worm"