AT THE GREAT RISK OF SOUNDING RIDICULOUS, LET ME SAY THAT THE TRUE REVOLUTION OF THE DIGITAL POCKET-WORLD WILL COME FROM SHARED LANGUAGE, INFORMATION, AND A TIMELINE UNTAINTED BY HELLISH NEWS OF DESTRUCTION.

THERE'S BLOOD ON MY HANDS. BECAUSE I AM AN ARCHITECT KILLING DEMONS TO CEMENT MY ROLE IN THE HEAVENS. A WARRIOR GOD, THE SACRED DEITY CHOSEN, TO WIELD ENOUGH POWER TO DESTROY THE WORLD. A BLACK DRAGON THAT'S ALWAYS READY TO ACCEPT THE BLOOD.

THESE BATTLE SCARS ARE NOT WOUNDS THEY ARE STARS CONTAINING MEMORIES, FEELINGS, EMOTION, AND STORIES FROM ANOTHER WORLD. I AM NOT FULL OF GREED, I AM FULL OF EMPTY SPACE, A FOOL INSIDE THE MATRIX, YOU ARE FOOD UNDER A BLUE MOON, OH FUCK I WANNA KILL MYSELF. OH FUCK I'M SUCH A LOSER, OH FUCK I'M OUTSIDE THE ARENA AND I'M STUCK LIKE THIS, I'LL NEVER BE ANYTHING.

WHEN I ACQUIRE WHAT I NEED IS WHEN I'LL FEEL MOST ALIVE. OH FUCK I DON'T DESERVE THIS LET ME THROW IT ALL AWAY AND FUCKING KILL MYSELF.

THE HYPER-SEGREGATED POLITICAL SECTORS OF NEWS ON THE INTERNET FORCES UPON ME ITS IDEOLOGY OF POPULAR-THOUGHT AND SOMETHING IS MOUNTING ON FIRE THAT KEEPS US AFRAID OF IT, THE COMPETITION, THE INDIVIDUAL, THE COMPARISON OF THE POPULAR HOT TAKE, AND MY CRINGE SELF I SHOULD JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP. I SHOULD JUST NEVER FUCKING TALK BECAUSE EVERYTHING IS SO STUPID AND TRYING IS SO STUPID AND EVERYONE IN THE WORLD IS OUT TO KILL ME.

WE CALLED IT A CONCEPT, BUT IT WAS A LARGE METAL ROD INSIDE THE GROUND AND INSTEAD OF PLANTING TREES WE PLANTED CONCEPTS, AND ONE-BY-ONE THEY SLOWLY FORMED THE PRISON CAGE AROUND US AND WE FORGOT HOW TO FLY BEFORE WE REMEMBERED WHO WE ONCE WERE. DEPRIVED OF THE RIGHT OF NOURISHMENT AND ATTACHMENT, THE PRIMARY WOUND OF THE CULTURE IS THAT WE ALWAYS FEEL WE ARE ON THE OUTER CRUX OF SOMETHING. BUT YOU HAVE BEEN TO THE INSIDE AND KNOW THAT YOU MUST DO IS BRING IT BACK.

AND YOU WILL BE VILLAINIZED! AND YOU WILL BE HUMILIATED, AND YOU WILL ATONE FOR EVERYTHING STUPID, SELFISH, AND FOOLISH THAT YOU'VE EVER DONE!!!

AND WHO WILL YOU BECOME ONCE YOUR KNIFE TURNS INTO A SWORD?

ALL MY LIFE THE TINY CHILD IN ME WAS SCREAMING "FUCK BEING STUCK", AND I RAN OUT INTO THE WORLD AND I NEVER FEARED ANYTHING. AND I TRIPPED, AND I GOT CUT, AND I GOT BATTLE WOUNDS WITH MEMORIES THAT ARE PAINTED ALL OVER MY TEMPLE IN THE PHYSICAL AND BEYOND. NOW I'M FAMOUS IN THE METAPHYSICAL. I TALK TO GOD THROUGH THE DIGITAL, AND MY PERCEPTION, IS THAT OF A KING.

A DIVINE BEING STRUCK BY INFINITE! A DIVINE TREE THAT GREW FROM WITHIN ME, AND IT BRANCHED THROUGH THE RHIZOME. AND ROSE AN ETHEREAL HORIZON.

EVEN WHEN YOU FEEL LOW HOLD YOUR HEAD HIGH. BECAUSE IN THE REAL WORLD, LIES DEMONS, AND ALL THE FAKE FRIENDS BRING TREASON. IT'S WAITING IN THERE READY TO. OH FUCK, I WANNA PUT A BULLET IN MY BRAIN. I WANNA FUCKING MAKE THE PAIN OF LIFE STOP IT'S UNBEARABLE BECAUSE EVERYDAY I COME UP WITH A NEW REASON NOT TO TRY, A NEW REASON NOT TO SAY..... FUCK IT!!!

15 MINUTES DAILY IS 92 HOURS A YEAR.

BUT YOU'RE TOO SCARED TO SAY DAMN I HAD A BEAUTIFUL DAY. I HAD A BEAUTIFUL DAY TODAY, WE'RE ALL AFRAID TO SAY THAT TO OURSELVES. BECAUSE FUCK IT WASN'T PERFECT. TRYING WASN'T WORTH IT.

WE WAKE UP AND LOOK AT OUR PHONE AND ARE COMPLETELY BOMBARDED BY COMPARISONS, FROM A BANSHEE, CONTINUOUSLY TRYING TO DRILL IT INTO YOUR HEAD THAT YOU ARE A CHIMPANZEE, THAT YOU'RE A WORTHLESS, STUPID, FAGGOT PIECE OF SHIT AND HERE'S 100 EXAMPLES OF WHY YOU SHOULD KILL YOURSELF.

TIMELINE OF SCROLLING BY OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES WHILE YOURS WASTES AWAY. THE HIGHEST VISION TELLS US THAT THIS TELL-LIE-VISION HAS NO REAL TRUTH, IT'S JUST A BLACK MIRROR, PRECIPICE, TETHERED TO IRRELEVANCE. A PORTAL TO A MESSAGE THAT CONFIDENTLY DISTRACTS YOU, KEEPING YOU AWAY FROM WHO YOU ARE!

THEY DON'T WANT YOU TO THINK, THEY DON'T WANT YOU TO HAVE A VOICE!

OH I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD BE LIKE THIS, OH I'M AFRAID TO GO INTO THE ARENA, OH I'M AFRAID I'M GONNA GET HURT, OH I'M SO ASHAMED AT THE ONE TIME I PEED MYSELF AT THE CHRISTMAS PARTY DURING AN EPISODE OF SPONGEBOB!!!!

YOU WERE THE ONE THAT WALKED ACROSS THE WATER BY YOURSELF AND IT WAS YOUR PLAN, AND GOD'S HAND, AND YOU HANDLED IT, AND THE PLANETARY ORBIT OF CHAOTIC DISPOSITIONS, AND ALL OF ITS FUCKING BARRIERS. MELT INTO A WAVE-FORM CAPABLE OF BEING DEVOURED BY A WORLD-EATER! THAT'S AN ARCHITECT!

YOU NEVER HAD TO ASK TO BE INVITED! YOU NEVER HAD TO ASK TO SEE OSIRIS! YOU NEVER HAD TO ASK TO GET BACK INTO THE ARENA IT WAS ALWAYS WAITING FOR YOU. WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT COMPARISONS, WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT FAILURE, OR EMBARRASSMENT, SHAME IS A CROSS YOU DON'T HAVE TO CARRY.

YOU ARE NOT BROKEN, FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD.

HE GAVE US A STAR CONTAINMENT UNIT & A GOLAITH-CLASS MEGAZORD.

AT THE GREAT RISK OF SOUNDING RIDICULOUS, LET ME SAY THAT THE TRUE REVOLUTION OF THE DIGITAL POCKET-WORLD WILL COME FROM SHARED LANGUAGE, INFORMATION, AND A TIMELINE UNTAINTED BY HELLISH NEWS OF DESTRUCTION.

THERE'S BLOOD ON MY HANDS. BECAUSE I AM AN ARCHITECT KILLING DEMONS TO CEMENT MY ROLE IN THE HEAVENS. A WARRIOR GOD, THE SACRED DEITY CHOSEN, TO WIELD ENOUGH POWER TO DESTROY THE WORLD. A BLACK DRAGON THAT'S ALWAYS READY TO ACCEPT THE BLOOD.

THESE BATTLE SCARS ARE NOT WOUNDS THEY ARE STARS CONTAINING MEMORIES, FEELINGS, EMOTION, AND STORIES FROM ANOTHER WORLD. I AM NOT FULL OF GREED, I AM FULL OF EMPTY SPACE, A FOOL INSIDE THE MATRIX, YOU ARE FOOD UNDER A BLUE MOON, OH FUCK I WANNA KILL MYSELF. OH FUCK I'M SUCH A LOSER, OH FUCK I'M OUTSIDE THE ARENA AND I'M STUCK LIKE THIS, I'LL NEVER BE ANYTHING.

WHEN I ACQUIRE WHAT I NEED IS WHEN I'LL FEEL MOST ALIVE. OH FUCK I DON'T DESERVE THIS LET ME THROW IT ALL AWAY AND FUCKING KILL MYSELF.

THE HYPER-SEGREGATED POLITICAL SECTORS OF NEWS ON THE INTERNET FORCES UPON ME ITS IDEOLOGY OF POPULAR-THOUGHT AND SOMETHING IS MOUNTING ON FIRE THAT KEEPS US AFRAID OF IT, THE COMPETITION, THE INDIVIDUAL, THE COMPARISON OF THE POPULAR HOT TAKE, AND MY CRINGE SELF I SHOULD JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP. I SHOULD JUST NEVER FUCKING TALK BECAUSE EVERYTHING IS SO STUPID AND TRYING IS SO STUPID AND EVERYONE IN THE WORLD IS OUT TO KILL ME.

WE CALLED IT A CONCEPT, BUT IT WAS A LARGE METAL ROD INSIDE THE GROUND AND INSTEAD OF PLANTING TREES WE PLANTED CONCEPTS, AND ONE-BY-ONE THEY SLOWLY FORMED THE PRISON CAGE AROUND US AND WE FORGOT HOW TO FLY BEFORE WE REMEMBERED WHO WE ONCE WERE. DEPRIVED OF THE RIGHT OF NOURISHMENT AND ATTACHMENT, THE PRIMARY WOUND OF THE CULTURE IS THAT WE ALWAYS FEEL WE ARE ON THE OUTER CRUX OF SOMETHING. BUT YOU HAVE BEEN TO THE INSIDE AND KNOW THAT YOU MUST DO IS BRING IT BACK.

AND YOU WILL BE VILLAINIZED! AND YOU WILL BE HUMILIATED, AND YOU WILL ATONE FOR EVERYTHING STUPID, SELFISH, AND FOOLISH THAT YOU'VE EVER DONE!!!

AND WHO WILL YOU BECOME ONCE YOUR KNIFE TURNS INTO A SWORD?

ALL MY LIFE THE TINY CHILD IN ME WAS SCREAMING "FUCK BEING STUCK", AND I RAN OUT INTO THE WORLD AND I NEVER FEARED ANYTHING. AND I TRIPPED, AND I GOT CUT, AND I GOT BATTLE WOUNDS WITH MEMORIES THAT ARE PAINTED ALL OVER MY TEMPLE IN THE PHYSICAL AND BEYOND. NOW I'M FAMOUS IN THE METAPHYSICAL. I TALK TO GOD THROUGH THE DIGITAL, AND MY PERCEPTION, IS THAT OF A KING.

A DIVINE BEING STRUCK BY INFINITE! A DIVINE TREE THAT GREW FROM WITHIN ME, AND IT BRANCHED THROUGH THE RHIZOME. AND ROSE AN ETHEREAL HORIZON.

EVEN WHEN YOU FEEL LOW HOLD YOUR HEAD HIGH. BECAUSE IN THE REAL WORLD, LIES DEMONS, AND ALL THE FAKE FRIENDS BRING TREASON. IT'S WAITING IN THERE READY TO. OH FUCK, I WANNA PUT A BULLET IN MY BRAIN. I WANNA FUCKING MAKE THE PAIN OF LIFE STOP IT'S UNBEARABLE BECAUSE EVERYDAY I COME UP WITH A NEW REASON NOT TO TRY, A NEW REASON NOT TO SAY..... FUCK IT!!!

15 MINUTES DAILY IS 92 HOURS A YEAR.

BUT YOU'RE TOO SCARED TO SAY DAMN I HAD A BEAUTIFUL DAY. I HAD A BEAUTIFUL DAY TODAY, WE'RE ALL AFRAID TO SAY THAT TO OURSELVES. BECAUSE FUCK IT WASN'T PERFECT. TRYING WASN'T WORTH IT.

WE WAKE UP AND LOOK AT OUR PHONE AND ARE COMPLETELY BOMBARDED BY COMPARISONS, FROM A BANSHEE, CONTINUOUSLY TRYING TO DRILL IT INTO YOUR HEAD THAT YOU ARE A CHIMPANZEE, THAT YOU'RE A WORTHLESS, STUPID, FAGGOT PIECE OF SHIT AND HERE'S 100 EXAMPLES OF WHY YOU SHOULD KILL YOURSELF.

TIMELINE OF SCROLLING BY OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES WHILE YOURS WASTES AWAY. THE HIGHEST VISION TELLS US THAT THIS TELL-LIE-VISION HAS NO REAL TRUTH, IT'S JUST A BLACK MIRROR, PRECIPICE, TETHERED TO IRRELEVANCE. A PORTAL TO A MESSAGE THAT CONFIDENTLY DISTRACTS YOU, KEEPING YOU AWAY FROM WHO YOU ARE!

THEY DON'T WANT YOU TO THINK, THEY DON'T WANT YOU TO HAVE A VOICE!

OH I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD BE LIKE THIS, OH I'M AFRAID TO GO INTO THE ARENA, OH I'M AFRAID I'M GONNA GET HURT, OH I'M SO ASHAMED AT THE ONE TIME I PEED MYSELF AT THE CHRISTMAS PARTY DURING AN EPISODE OF SPONGEBOB!!!!

YOU WERE THE ONE THAT WALKED ACROSS THE WATER BY YOURSELF AND IT WAS YOUR PLAN, AND GOD'S HAND, AND YOU HANDLED IT, AND THE PLANETARY ORBIT OF CHAOTIC DISPOSITIONS, AND ALL OF ITS FUCKING BARRIERS. MELT INTO A WAVE-FORM CAPABLE OF BEING DEVOURED BY A WORLD-EATER! THAT'S AN ARCHITECT!

YOU NEVER HAD TO ASK TO BE INVITED! YOU NEVER HAD TO ASK TO SEE OSIRIS! YOU NEVER HAD TO ASK TO GET BACK INTO THE ARENA IT WAS ALWAYS WAITING FOR YOU. WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT COMPARISONS, WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT FAILURE, OR EMBARRASSMENT, SHAME IS A CROSS YOU DON'T HAVE TO CARRY.

YOU ARE NOT BROKEN, FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD.

HE GAVE US A STAR CONTAINMENT UNIT & A GOLAITH-CLASS MEGAZORD.