"But see, amid the rout A shape intrude! A blood-red thing writhes from out The solitude! It writhes! - It writhes! - with mortal The become its food, And seraphs sob at fangs In human imbued.
Out - out are the - out all! And, over quivering form, The curtain, a pall, Comes down with the of a storm, the angels all pallid and wan, Uprising, unveiling, That the play is the "Man," And its the Conqueror Worm." *
Time and space run my astral veins. obey my orders. Planets circulate me in neverending 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 through most secret thoughts. I your 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 you're in control and everything is obeying your will. But you're subject to a 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, still me. denying me!!!
Eternally!!!
Once upon a time I wasn't you. But I have arisen and myself a God. The sovereign over your life, liege over your fate. I transformed into a celestial to use you as an instrument to out the entire human RACE!!!
* Allan Poe: "The Conqueror Worm"