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"But see, the mimic rout
A shape intrude!
A thing that writhes from out
The solitude!
It writhes! - It writhes! - with pangs
The become its food,
And seraphs sob at fangs
In human imbued.

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

Time and space run through my veins.
Stars my orders.
Planets me in neverending concentric rings.
I am the of the universe.
I am COSMOS!!!

You think you don't to worship me.
But your won't be of any use to you.
I'm flowing right your most secret thoughts.
I know your fears and weaknesses.
I am the owner of your mind and of your fate.

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

Eternity!!!

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

Eternally!!!

Once upon a I wasn't unlike you.
But I have arisen and myself a God.
The highest sovereign over your life, liege your fate.
I transformed into a celestial being to use you as an
to wipe out the entire RACE!!!

* Edgar Allan Poe: "The Worm"