"But see, amid the mimic A crawling intrude! A blood-red thing writhes from out The solitude! It writhes! - It writhes! - mortal pangs The become its food, And seraphs sob at vermin In human imbued.
Out - out are the - out all! And, each quivering form, The curtain, a pall, Comes with the rush of a storm, While the angels all and wan, Uprising, unveiling, the play is the tragedy "Man," And its the Conqueror Worm." *
Time and run through my astral veins. obey my orders. Planets circulate me in concentric rings. I am the of the universe. I am COSMOS!!!
You think you don't have to me. But your won't be of any use to you. I'm flowing through your most secret thoughts. I know deepest fears and weaknesses. I am the owner of your mind and 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 in control and everything is obeying 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!!!
upon a time I wasn't unlike 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 entire RACE!!!
* Edgar Allan Poe: "The Worm"