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"But see, the mimic rout
A crawling intrude!
A blood-red thing that from out
The solitude!
It writhes! - It writhes! - mortal pangs
The mimes its food,
And seraphs sob at fangs
In gore imbued.

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

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

You think you have to worship me.
But your vanity be of any use to you.
I'm right through your most secret thoughts.
I know your 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 time was created.
And I'll exist 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.
You're acting the way I 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 upon a time I wasn't you.
But I have arisen and myself a God.
The highest sovereign your life, liege over your fate.
I transformed a celestial being to use you as an instrument
to wipe out the human RACE!!!

* Edgar Allan Poe: "The Worm"