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"But see, the mimic rout
A shape intrude!
A blood-red that writhes from out
The solitude!
It writhes! - It writhes! - with pangs
The mimes 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,
the angels all pallid and wan,
Uprising, unveiling,
That the play is the "Man,"
And its hero the 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 vanity won't be of any use to you.
I'm flowing right through your most thoughts.
I know deepest fears and weaknesses.
I am the owner of your mind and ruler of fate.

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

Eternity!!!

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

Eternally!!!

Once upon a time I wasn't you.
But I have arisen and myself a God.
The highest 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 "The Conqueror Worm"