Enemy of mediocrity, but who am I to speak when the authenticity of my manuscripts is always debated and the pain in my eyes is mistaken for bad mascara.
The big bang was just me making a humble entrance, nothing much. Even though I prefer anonymity, standing out by accident is a casual occurrence, guess I'm reaping repercussions of touching a neutron star without permission.
The flame I stole from Eden can either illuminate the path for us or burn us all to Oblivion, because heavy is the hand of a babylonian bygone cursed with the power to create and kill at will.
The conclusion to these manic episodes of synaptic fornication between you and I is long overdue but do not despair for my bag still contains breadcrumbs for your nourishment.
Sight alone is not enough..One must disperse into atoms to assume formlessness.
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