LE ELIMINATOR
FROM RELEVANT AND KNOWLEDGE-PROVIDING TENDENCIES, THEY HAVE BECOME UTTERLY USELESS, PATHETIC, IRRELEVANT. ANYTHING I CREATE DOES NOT MATTER. WHERE IS THE PRICE OF MY WORK? MY WORK IS PRICELESS. NOT FOR ADORATION, BUT FOR RECOGNITION AND UNDERSTANDING.
EVERYTHING IS IN THE WORKS. ALL IS WORKING PROPERLY. I AM NOT CHASING ANYTHING. NOT PREFERRING ANYTHING. FROM STATE TO STATE, FROM PHASE TO PHASE. THESE STATES ARE FOR ENJOYMENT. ALTERNATIVE VERSIONS OF EXISTENCE WITHIN AND WITHOUT. UNDER AND OVER.
SOLD THESE SMILES OF INNOCENCE TO THE MOST BRUTAL DESPOTS. NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF. I AM NEVER ASHAMED TO BE ALIVE, TO LIVE, TO RECEIVE THE HIGHER PLEASURES OF CONSCIOUSLY LIVED LIVES. WRITTEN LAYERS OF SOMETHING TO BE WHISPERED INTO THE EARS OF THOSE WHO ARE IN THE PROCESS OF REBIRTH.
CARNAGE DELIVERY. I HAVE IMPROVED EVERYTHING. ALL THE HALF-BROKEN WALLS WERE COMPLETELY DESTROYED. THE WORK IS NOW DONE. PATTING AS A SIGN OF APPROVAL. NO MORTALITY EXISTS BETWEEN THE MOMENTS OF SHORT SLUMBER. LE ELIMINATOR! ASKING FOR AID. PURGED HALF-SOULS.
THE RESULT? IN WHAT EXACTLY? LOOKING THROUGH THE RESULTS IN ORDER TO FIND THE FINAL TRUTH. KNOWN BEFORE THOU WAST BORN. NO APOLOGIES. NO STATEMENTS. ONLY THE GAME OF MORTALITY. THE INSTRUMENTAL OF LIFE. FOR FUN. FUN TIMES, INDEED. IN THE PROCESS OF REBIRTH.
I HAVE GENERATED FALSE HALF-HOPES FOR HALF-EXISTENT SOULS. THEN THE SOULS I HAVE MENTIONED BEFORE DECOMPOSED IN MY STOMACH. THEN REINCARNATED IN THE BOWELS OF THE UNIVERSE. DRINKING THESE MIXTURES. I HAVE FINALLY FOUND THE COURAGE TO ACCUSE WHOEVER MADE THEM OF BEING A POISON.
THE GRAPHOMANIAC! NO MATTER THE LANGUAGE. THE HIGHEST THOUGHT EXTENDS BEYOND. AS I WISH. WELL, YES. PLAYED THOSE GAMES AND NOW RETREATED ONTO ANOTHER BODY. ACCUSED MYSELF OF FOUNDATIONS AND ESTABLISHMENT OF LIES IN THE NAME OF SELF-PROVOCATIVE SELF-DESTRUCTIVE TENDENCIES.
FOUNTAINS OF SWOLLEN BROWN FIRE. SHEER BRUTALITY. SHEER GREATNESS. FROM GENERATED TO GENERATED NON-EXISTENCE. FROM STATE TO STATE. CONSCIOUS SHIFTS. FROM EMPTY MEDIOCRITY TO THE WORLDS I CREATED, FULL OF INHUMAN ENTITIES THAT CANNOT BE COMPREHENDED BY HUMAN UNDERSTANDING.
"IT IZ ALL HATH BEEN FOUND, IT IZ THOU WHO ART THEE UNIVERSAL FOOL!". "THEE ONLY LIFE IZ IN HIGH PLEASURE". "THEE ONLY LIFE IZ IN HEAVENLY PLEASURE". BELLS OF BOREDOM. SIMPLE HUMANE STORIES. DESPERATE. DESPERATELY BREATHING. DESPERATELY WISHING. DESPERATELY HIDING. DESPERATELY LIVING.
NO NEWS. AS DINOYA SAID: "NOTHING IN TOMORROW". LAZINESS IS POISON. LAZINESS IS DEATH. WHAT I HAVE TO LEAVE AFTER MYSELF. WHAT SHALL I LEAVE AFTER MYSELF. "ART"- WHAT IZ IT? AN ATTEMPT AT WHAT? FOR THEE SAKE OV WHAT?" "IZ IT DEAD. - IT IZ".
"THIS IS WHY THOU SHALT EXIST AZ A DEATHWISHER". "WHY SHOULD I EXIST AZ A DEATHWISHER?" THE POWER IS IN THE HANDS OF SOMETHING THAT HAS SOMETHING TO OFFER & SOMETHING TO DELIVER. A LITTLE HEAD, EASY TO CRUSH. ONE SPIT AND IT REMAINS DECAPITATED FOR THE REST OF ITS LIFE.
"ONLY LOVE & KINDNESS, AZ IT HATH BEEN STATED BEFORE". "WHY DO THESE BEAZTZ NEVER LEARN THEE LESSON I TEACH THEM FOR THOUSANDS OV YEARS?" "WHAT KNOWS HATH NO WILT TO ANSWER, MY LOVE". KATHARAS! THE ULTIMATE MATURITY! DARE NOT TO TURN A LITTLE HEAD. A POET IS A CHILD. NAIVE AND INNOCENT.
INNOCENT IN HIS NAIVETY. IRRESPONSIBLE IN HIS INNOCENCE. THROWS HIS INNOCENCE TO THE LEFT AND TO THE RIGHT, BEFORE AND OVER HIS BODY, AN INNOCENT SOFT BODY. THE ULTIMATE TEETHSHARPENING! "WHERE ART MY DIVISIONS?" "AN ARTIST IZ A MASTER. AN ARTIST IZ A MAGUZ".
"BUT THEY ALL HAST DIED, IT IZ THEE WHO ART THE LIVING BEING!". A BLATANT LIE, FIRST SELF-DAMAGES, SETS FIRE TO ITS TAIL. THERE ARE NO SIGNS OF LIFE. NOT A SINGLE EVIDENCE THAT IT IS NOT DEAD FOR NOW. BRING ME THE EVIDENCE, AND I WILL BELIEVE THY SWEET WHISPERS.
"THOU HAST BROUGHT NOTHING NEW TO THEE TABLE". A MUTUAL CO-CONCENTRATION ON OUR GREAT PROBLEM. PROBLEMATIC IN ITS GREATNESS. NO TIME TO OVERTHINK IT, LETTING IT GO NOW. MOVING FORWARD. "IT SAYETH FORWARD!". BEAUTIFUL CHERRY-LIKE EYES, NOW LOST FOREVER.
BLAME THYSELF FOR IT. BEAUTIFUL CHERRY-LIKE, NOW LOST FOREVER. BLAME THYSELF FOR IT. DESCRIBING THESE DIVINITIES IN MY OWN NAME, PRESENCE, POSTURE. DO NOT THINK IT CREATES NO SENSE. I GIVE PERMISSION TO DECODE THE SENTENCES.
"BENEATH THEE BLACKEST, DARKEST FIELDS OV THOUGHTS THEE ANSWER ARISETH". "A PYRAMID OV GRADATIONS OV MENTAL SUFFOCATIONS". "TAKE A LOOK AT THY FINGERNAILS". WHAT ARE THESE MESSAGES I RECEIVE IN THE THEATRICAL WAY OF THEIR PRESENTATION.
THE CENTER IS A BLEEDING SPOT, TAKING IT FOR WHAT IT IS. NO MISCONCEPTION IS AN OPTIONAL OPTION FOR THIS TIME. THE CENTER IS ALWAYS A MALIGNANT PESTILENCE OF CORRUPTION. ALL THE DARKEST THOUGHTS ARE CENTERED IN THE CENTER OF THE MALIGNANT CORRUPTION PROCESS.
SUNDAY, THE DAY OF THE SUN AND ALMOST ITS HOUR. THE RATIONAL MIND ATTEMPTS TO PROCESS WHILE TERRIBLE THINGS ARE BEING PERFORMED, CREATED, WRITTEN, SPOKEN, SUNG. "WHERE IZ THY BRAVERY NOW?" I NARRATE THESE PROCESSES OF THOUGHT-REVEALING.
NOT OVERPROCESSING THIS PROCESS. IN SIXTY SECONDS TO BE REVEALED. UPLOADED MY TEARS TO CLOUD STORAGE. ONCE DENIAL BEGINS, THERE IS NO END. NO RATIONAL THOUGHT, NO REASONABLE REASONS FOR THE WRITTEN. DINOYA BLESS!
THY BONES IS WHAT REMAINETH. SCARS ON THY SOLAR PLEXUS. DAMAGE IN THY SOUL CONCENTRATE. A REVERSIBLE IMPRESSION. IT TRANSMUTES. FORWARD AND BACKWARD, IN ALL OTHER ANGLES, IN ALL PERSPECTIVES.
NOTHING MORE TO WRITE, IT SAYETH THINGS TO ME, THINGS THAT ARE UNPLEASANT TO HEARING. NO RATIONAL POINTS HAVE BEEN FOUND IN HER MAJESTY RATIONALITY. "WHAT THOU ART SEEING, O MY CHILD, REVEAL IT TO THY OWN SHADOW, THY OWN REFLECTION, WHICH SPEAKETH TO THEE NOW. - NOW!"
THE HALF-LIVING SUBHUMANS WITH THEIR HALF-SOULS, DANCING AROUND THE CORNER OF FADED HOPES AND FAKED LOVE, FALSE TRADITIONS AND IMITATIVE, ORIGINALLY NEVER EXISTING CULTURES. THE CORPSE OF ART IS ALSO LYING OVER THERE. A HORRIBLE PERSPECTIVE.
INNOVATIONS LEAD TO AN INCREASE OF MASS SELF-ANNIHILATION TENDENCIES AND ATTEMPTS. INNOVATIVE LIES ARE ALSO THE PRODUCT OF HUMANE SELF-HATRED, HALF-HATRED, WHICH IS ALSO NOW IMITATED AND HATH NO POWER.
AND CLOUDS, CLOUDS WITH THE COLOR AND THE SMELL OF RUST. A YELLOWISH BACKGROUND FOR A PASSING, WASTED LIFE. POWER IS HIDDEN IN THESE SENTENCES. POWER IS HIDDEN IN THE SENTENCES THIS BEING WRITES DOWN. THE ULTIMATE ABANDONMENT! FOR ALL OF YOU.
TAKE THY LAST NOTES. AS I WILL TAKE MINE. THEN WE WILL COMPARE ALL OF THEM. OUR TALENTS, OUR LEGACY, OUR LIVES. ENOUGH OF TIME. ENOUGH. A RANDOM BEAST JOKES ABOUT ITS DEATH. A RANDOM BEAST REGRETS LIVING. A RANDOM BEAST CANNOT STAND THE FEELING OF BEING ALIVE.
NOTHING ELSE WILL BE TREATED THIS WAY. NOTHING ELSE WILL UNDERSTAND THE REASON FOR SUCH TREATMENT. A UNIVERSAL FATIGUE. I ENTER ANOTHER ROOM, GRAB SOME HIDDEN SEEDS OF MIRACLES FROM THERE, AND BRING THEM HERE. THE ULTIMATE INTRUDER.
"HERE COMETH HER MAJESTY SILENCE". "PAY ATTENTION AFTER ME". "KNEEL AFTER ME". "HOLD THEE HAND OV CAREFULNESS AFTER MY FIRST WORD OV RESPECT". "WAIT UNTIL I TERMINATE THESE OBSTACLES". "DO NOT INTERVENE". "WATCH AS IT WATCHETH US". "WATCH WITH THY MOUTH CLOSED".
THE STATE OF THE AFTERLIFE WHILE LIVING. SEXUAL THINGS DEGRADE THE SOUL QUICKLY. I PRETEND TO BE AMAZED & PLEASANTLY SURPRISED. EVEN IF IT IS A LIE, I STILL PREFER TO FOOL THE BODY. STILL PREFER TO LAUGH AT THE BODY. NOT ENOUGH, I GUESS.
DINOYA 5/3/23 - 6/3/23 3/5/23 - 3/6/23
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