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"But see, amid the rout
A crawling intrude!
A blood-red thing writhes from out
The solitude!
It writhes! - It writhes! - with mortal
The mimes its food,
And seraphs sob at vermin
In human imbued.

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

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

Eternity!!!

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

Eternally!!!

Once a time I wasn't unlike you.
But I arisen and made myself a God.
The sovereign over 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"