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

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

Time and space run my astral veins.
obey my orders.
Planets circulate me in concentric rings.
I am the of the universe.
I am COSMOS!!!

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

I am the Divinity you've denied.
I am the and the Omega.
I was before time was created.
And I'll still when you've vanished in the vortex
of eternity.

Eternity!!!

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

Eternally!!!

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

* Edgar Allan "The Conqueror Worm"