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A WITNESS’ TESTAMENT

“HELL” is a very real place. As I gaze upon the wasteland, I am met by the most beautiful guide. Her company is of the most lustful nature. I ask her who she is, but she does not speak. I do not care. She does not need to. “I AM” hers’. Her “TASTE” is the sweetest I have ever tasted. I continue to taste her, her flavor slowly turning bitter. I can taste not only her, but everything around me. Everything inside me. The intoxication is becoming unbearable. I open my eyes… She is gone. I have no idea where I am. How I got there. As I wonder in delirium, I stumble upon the most beautiful landscape. Endless beauty. In the distance is a place called… Society. A “BLACK DEATH” has swept the land killing millions. I tour for many years and bear witness to the rebuilding of society and am met with such distaste and hatred. What are humans doing to this place? The make things from the earth, and trade for coin. Often killing each other for one or both. Disgusting really. And the most disgusting part… They “MATE”. Making more and more vile humans. Teaching them their ways and continuing the decline of beauty. They call it advancement, but it is driving them further from reality. What am I feeling now? My hatred is met with an equal feeling. Disquiet. I do not want to live here any longer. There is an “81% CHANCE” I will leave this place by my own hand. no. I can’t.

…”FUCK IT”…
I’ll be part of this world. I’m getting lost in my head, however. I need to write… I need to “TALK” though no one reads or listens anymore. No one helps or loves anymore. Everyone strives to be a millionaire. I refuse to soil my heart and mind with foolish ambitions like that. I strive to be a “DILLIONAIRE” defining my own worth, and my own purpose. Re-entering the world, however, makes it difficult to shake “THE LOATHING”. I enter the lost woods once more. To escape. but I am haunted by “THE LAUGHTER THAT FOLLOWS THOUGHT”. I cannot shake it. Please leave me alone. I beg you… As I twist and I turn I stumble across the most beautiful of things. “THE COFFER” such a beautiful instrument. I have finally found a means to cope with this world. My mission now is to find balance within the “DUAEL” of my mind and my emotions. I am met with another guide. Nothing like the last. I ask of their name. They answer by asking I trust… I will trust. I will trust

“THE ALL”