Monday, October 11, 2010

Dark Futurism: The Living Hell of Immortality


Immortality is only fun if I can choose when to die

Dear Celestial Journal: 

Forgive me for what I have done father but immortality was more then I ever wanted, and I hope you can forgive my actions as I cyphered the and encrypted my own alchemical death. Let me die once and for "All". So I too can be reborn in the presence of the lord. Surely you will not keep me from the kingdom forever! Will you? And If so, Im sorry...

Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.



It's been so many years that I forget how it "All" started. How my life led to this, how I set out to be a king in the kingdom of God only to inherit the universe.

 Even with my own warnings once presented with the choice my mortal ego blinded me with the sheer power of what I believed I wanted. Where these my desires? Was i tricked and if so, it's too fucking late! Talk about serious extreme self loathing. I hated my self for being born to die surely this was not for me, "I am" much better then this. Yet in my determination not to die, death is what I sought day after day as I was born into a universe more accurately a world that would never understand me. Live forever in this body and in this universe, sure the mortals must be fucking crazy! I can't even stand being human let along exist in this realm. From the moment I was born I wanted to return home, was I being punished is this a cruel celestial joke. What the fuck Im mortal again! Once the mind aged to an appropriate age I began to plot away at my eventual return. Relax I thought I have a leg up on these pathetic excuse of a creation, but maybe they are onto something with their attempt to hack away at immortality, in either case I must observe them and their doings, and when I did I fell in disgust at the root desires of their quest for immortality. Ohh my God they want to stay in this universe... Don't get involved Don't get involved I told myself  The bloody serpent warned them  about immortality and they still took a byte. 



Take one byte from the tree of life and you will live for ever but will you want to?

 Don't get involved Don't get involved
While they hacked away at their prolonged stay in the material plane of existence I hacked away at the chains that binded me to this reality. Dont get involved Don't get involved you are already running late and way behind schedule. I don't have time for mortal foolishness. Hack hack hack at the core of reality.. Day in day out hack hack at the core of reality day in and day out. Every once in a while taking a time to glance at my competetiors thinking... NOO NOOO NOOO  mortals you are holding the hammer wrong... Arghhhh

Don't get involved Don't get involved


Stop it let them be I yelled at myself, you are running late and you have your own chains to finish breaking, if they wish to remain slaves to this reality so be it. And I returned to hack away at the core of their reality day in and day out hack hack at the core of their reality. Running late and way behind schedule I finally quit pretending to be a mortal and embraced my eventual inheritance of immortality.  Day in and day out till Immortality was finally granted in this kingdom and the next. 




Thoth Master Magus of Wisdom and Magic I come to you as your apprentice Wizard as it should be. I present myself  to awaken your spirit so I can once again  the ankh can be requested requested. I desire the {source} of everlasting Life great master of the afterlife. 

Determined to explore the outer realms of  reality and take my plea to the afterlife where the master resided, I began to starve myself as I needed my body to let go of my spirit. Days went by without no food and on the 4th day my mind and body reached a level of weakens that when I layed to sleep I began to feel the process of death taking place. Screaming and crying as I was being pulled away from this universe for what was my death you came to me. Then in what was a dream full of terror you came to me to give me exactly what I requested and in that drained state mind you came for me and placed something in my mouth. Surely I thought I was being visited by aliens from another dimension, only to now realize that I was half right. You came to me in pure spirit and fed fed me, although you fed me not with matter but with spirit because of you I woke up that morning ready to return to the living. I figured if you fed me to keep me alive then I should do the same and quit starving myself from that day on. Of course It took more extreme interdimensional travel for me to finally understand that I have been carrying what I have been seeing "All" along. Once the "reality" of the situation sat in my desire to take any more shit from the mortals sat in. It's gameover bitches! I see you are still hacking away at your chains, chains that (we) placed there. Don't get involved and quit teasing them you are already running behind schedule. 


Excuse me mortals I'm a tad late to my billion year life! :P


 I rejoiced the day I found out that immortality was granted but as the years and eons wanned on my soul, I ask myself was this a gift or a curse. What have I done to myself my lord, Ive seen them "All" die year after year. Ive played with their lives  generation after generation  species after species  through out the cosmos. Been "everything" and done "everything" the universe has to offer. Im no longer in awe with any mystery. 

Now the universe is no more strange to me then a back yard to a child. The toys fit for a king no longer amuse me. It's not that my imagination has been tapped but it's "All" endless variations of things I have already done. I knew things were spiraling out of control once my mind began to start dwelling in  fantasies of  killing people, not for the sadness of being an immortal but from the sheer desire to explore and do "everything". Surely If I was going to be confined to this universe for "All" eternity I had to entertain myself in strange and new ways. Do I regret killing trillions collapsing worlds into chaos? Do I regret reigning total anarchy in the galaxies I called home, and collapsing  the stars of world's I loved so dearly out of anger. NO. It was fun, key word was fun  :"(

Frankly im highly depressed now, as plunging worlds into darkness is not one bit amusing to me any more. What has become of me,  what has become of my mind. once the fear of death was removed. I did everything to reclaim my humanity in the hopes that with it returned my own mortality. I slowly learned to quit acting so omnipotent with the antz  mortals. Arghhh must I truly pretend they are my equal if solely out of respect? Must I truly? I would destroy entire worlds just for being welcomed incorrectly. where is my chariot, and my million slaves... no no no this wont do mortals... Die mortals Die! :D  Yet I was slowly growing more and more desperate and depressed at the situation, and when killing brought me no more joy I began exploring extreme routes of happiness. I began exploring the sheer opposite and started making new worlds new edens... Seeded mortals across worlds billions of times over just to see them struggle and bring me more pain. I tried to help you and in doing so caused you more suffering  by allowing them to flourish across to many worlds.  Now I hear the cries of children across the galaxy as their existence is coupled with the struggle  of being mortals yet like larva I must let them grow and quit getting so involved. But after a thousand years or watching them attack their chains I did not extend my hand to help them but rather to slap the shit of  them.. Listen you mortal fucks you are holding the hammer wrong! Fuck.. Im doing this out of pity if anything! 

Millions of years passed and I was slowly becoming dull with life
 and this pathetic twisted mortal conception of immortality. 



Determined to what is now my million year (Sigh) I started a new project a project I hope brings back the joy I once had for immortality. I took a moral body in a little planet full of mortals and began to hack away at their minds. To extend their conceptual horizon of what is possible to inspire them attack chains that lay hidden to them. I tried to end the suffering, with this one world only for it to bring me more pain. As they wanted to be immortal but would not let go the physical. So I let them grow and extend their lives each century they reached ever closer to the sweet bitter taste of immortality only to have their attempts decay into nothingness, and with it my total lustful desire to decay with them. Yet as I sat there in total disbelief of the mortals unrealistic plans for immortality an mortal girl caught my eye. Don't get involved Dont get involved, your behind schedule and late to the world's where you will be greatly more appreciated. Leave these mortals bitches behind they are not ready for this cosmic journey. They want to extend their life by 1k years at best and then what? You can't let yourself get involved with a love that will surely die on you. These were silly thoughts for a cosmic child. Late in my mortal life but extremely childish to my immortal life. If any good came from any of this is that my quest for love has been given an extended deadline , yet having failed as a mortal my immortal attempts are shaping up to being do different. My reign of death and destruction scared them and it should but I do did most of that out of having a battered heart. Now I prep to tell another story a story of a merciful king turned savage. As the bitter sweet immortality sets in coupled with the hell it has brought me to obtain it...



"My Immortal"

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus:]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus]

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone god
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

[Chorus] 

Dark Futurism: The Living Hell of Immortality


Immortality is only fun if I can choose when to die

Dear Celestial Journal: 

Forgive me for what I have done father but immortality was more then I ever wanted, and I hope you can forgive my actions as I cyphered the and encrypted my own alchemical death. Let me die once and for "All". So I too can be reborn in the presence of the lord. Surely you will not keep me from the kingdom forever! Will you? And If so, Im sorry...

Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.



It's been so many years that I forget how it "All" started. How my life led to this, how I set out to be a king in the kingdom of God only to inherit the universe.

 Even with my own warnings once presented with the choice my mortal ego blinded me with the sheer power of what I believed I wanted. Where these my desires? Was i tricked and if so, it's too fucking late! Talk about serious extreme self loathing. I hated my self for being born to die surely this was not for me, "I am" much better then this. Yet in my determination not to die, death is what I sought day after day as I was born into a universe more accurately a world that would never understand me. Live forever in this body and in this universe, sure the mortals must be fucking crazy! I can't even stand being human let along exist in this realm. From the moment I was born I wanted to return home, was I being punished is this a cruel celestial joke. What the fuck Im mortal again! Once the mind aged to an appropriate age I began to plot away at my eventual return. Relax I thought I have a leg up on these pathetic excuse of a creation, but maybe they are onto something with their attempt to hack away at immortality, in either case I must observe them and their doings, and when I did I fell in disgust at the root desires of their quest for immortality. Ohh my God they want to stay in this universe... Don't get involved Don't get involved I told myself  The bloody serpent warned them  about immortality and they still took a byte. 



Take one byte from the tree of life and you will live for ever but will you want to?

 Don't get involved Don't get involved
While they hacked away at their prolonged stay in the material plane of existence I hacked away at the chains that binded me to this reality. Dont get involved Don't get involved you are already running late and way behind schedule. I don't have time for mortal foolishness. Hack hack hack at the core of reality.. Day in day out hack hack at the core of reality day in and day out. Every once in a while taking a time to glance at my competetiors thinking... NOO NOOO NOOO  mortals you are holding the hammer wrong... Arghhhh

Don't get involved Don't get involved


Stop it let them be I yelled at myself, you are running late and you have your own chains to finish breaking, if they wish to remain slaves to this reality so be it. And I returned to hack away at the core of their reality day in and day out hack hack at the core of their reality. Running late and way behind schedule I finally quit pretending to be a mortal and embraced my eventual inheritance of immortality.  Day in and day out till Immortality was finally granted in this kingdom and the next. 




Thoth Master Magus of Wisdom and Magic I come to you as your apprentice Wizard as it should be. I present myself  to awaken your spirit so I can once again  the ankh can be requested requested. I desire the {source} of everlasting Life great master of the afterlife. 

Determined to explore the outer realms of  reality and take my plea to the afterlife where the master resided, I began to starve myself as I needed my body to let go of my spirit. Days went by without no food and on the 4th day my mind and body reached a level of weakens that when I layed to sleep I began to feel the process of death taking place. Screaming and crying as I was being pulled away from this universe for what was my death you came to me. Then in what was a dream full of terror you came to me to give me exactly what I requested and in that drained state mind you came for me and placed something in my mouth. Surely I thought I was being visited by aliens from another dimension, only to now realize that I was half right. You came to me in pure spirit and fed fed me, although you fed me not with matter but with spirit because of you I woke up that morning ready to return to the living. I figured if you fed me to keep me alive then I should do the same and quit starving myself from that day on. Of course It took more extreme interdimensional travel for me to finally understand that I have been carrying what I have been seeing "All" along. Once the "reality" of the situation sat in my desire to take any more shit from the mortals sat in. It's gameover bitches! I see you are still hacking away at your chains, chains that (we) placed there. Don't get involved and quit teasing them you are already running behind schedule. 


Excuse me mortals I'm a tad late to my billion year life! :P


 I rejoiced the day I found out that immortality was granted but as the years and eons wanned on my soul, I ask myself was this a gift or a curse. What have I done to myself my lord, Ive seen them "All" die year after year. Ive played with their lives  generation after generation  species after species  through out the cosmos. Been "everything" and done "everything" the universe has to offer. Im no longer in awe with any mystery. 

Now the universe is no more strange to me then a back yard to a child. The toys fit for a king no longer amuse me. It's not that my imagination has been tapped but it's "All" endless variations of things I have already done. I knew things were spiraling out of control once my mind began to start dwelling in  fantasies of  killing people, not for the sadness of being an immortal but from the sheer desire to explore and do "everything". Surely If I was going to be confined to this universe for "All" eternity I had to entertain myself in strange and new ways. Do I regret killing trillions collapsing worlds into chaos? Do I regret reigning total anarchy in the galaxies I called home, and collapsing  the stars of world's I loved so dearly out of anger. NO. It was fun, key word was fun  :"(

Frankly im highly depressed now, as plunging worlds into darkness is not one bit amusing to me any more. What has become of me,  what has become of my mind. once the fear of death was removed. I did everything to reclaim my humanity in the hopes that with it returned my own mortality. I slowly learned to quit acting so omnipotent with the antz  mortals. Arghhh must I truly pretend they are my equal if solely out of respect? Must I truly? I would destroy entire worlds just for being welcomed incorrectly. where is my chariot, and my million slaves... no no no this wont do mortals... Die mortals Die! :D  Yet I was slowly growing more and more desperate and depressed at the situation, and when killing brought me no more joy I began exploring extreme routes of happiness. I began exploring the sheer opposite and started making new worlds new edens... Seeded mortals across worlds billions of times over just to see them struggle and bring me more pain. I tried to help you and in doing so caused you more suffering  by allowing them to flourish across to many worlds.  Now I hear the cries of children across the galaxy as their existence is coupled with the struggle  of being mortals yet like larva I must let them grow and quit getting so involved. But after a thousand years or watching them attack their chains I did not extend my hand to help them but rather to slap the shit of  them.. Listen you mortal fucks you are holding the hammer wrong! Fuck.. Im doing this out of pity if anything! 

Millions of years passed and I was slowly becoming dull with life
 and this pathetic twisted mortal conception of immortality. 



Determined to what is now my million year (Sigh) I started a new project a project I hope brings back the joy I once had for immortality. I took a moral body in a little planet full of mortals and began to hack away at their minds. To extend their conceptual horizon of what is possible to inspire them attack chains that lay hidden to them. I tried to end the suffering, with this one world only for it to bring me more pain. As they wanted to be immortal but would not let go the physical. So I let them grow and extend their lives each century they reached ever closer to the sweet bitter taste of immortality only to have their attempts decay into nothingness, and with it my total lustful desire to decay with them. Yet as I sat there in total disbelief of the mortals unrealistic plans for immortality an mortal girl caught my eye. Don't get involved Dont get involved, your behind schedule and late to the world's where you will be greatly more appreciated. Leave these mortals bitches behind they are not ready for this cosmic journey. They want to extend their life by 1k years at best and then what? You can't let yourself get involved with a love that will surely die on you. These were silly thoughts for a cosmic child. Late in my mortal life but extremely childish to my immortal life. If any good came from any of this is that my quest for love has been given an extended deadline , yet having failed as a mortal my immortal attempts are shaping up to being do different. My reign of death and destruction scared them and it should but I do did most of that out of having a battered heart. Now I prep to tell another story a story of a merciful king turned savage. As the bitter sweet immortality sets in coupled with the hell it has brought me to obtain it...



"My Immortal"

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus:]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus]

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone god
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

[Chorus] 

Dark Futurism: The Living Hell of Immortality


Immortality is only fun if I can choose when to die

Dear Celestial Journal: 

Forgive me for what I have done father but immortality was more then I ever wanted, and I hope you can forgive my actions as I cyphered the and encrypted my own alchemical death. Let me die once and for "All". So I too can be reborn in the presence of the lord. Surely you will not keep me from the kingdom forever! Will you? And If so, Im sorry...

Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.



It's been so many years that I forget how it "All" started. How my life led to this, how I set out to be a king in the kingdom of God only to inherit the universe.

 Even with my own warnings once presented with the choice my mortal ego blinded me with the sheer power of what I believed I wanted. Where these my desires? Was i tricked and if so, it's too fucking late! Talk about serious extreme self loathing. I hated my self for being born to die surely this was not for me, "I am" much better then this. Yet in my determination not to die, death is what I sought day after day as I was born into a universe more accurately a world that would never understand me. Live forever in this body and in this universe, sure the mortals must be fucking crazy! I can't even stand being human let along exist in this realm. From the moment I was born I wanted to return home, was I being punished is this a cruel celestial joke. What the fuck Im mortal again! Once the mind aged to an appropriate age I began to plot away at my eventual return. Relax I thought I have a leg up on these pathetic excuse of a creation, but maybe they are onto something with their attempt to hack away at immortality, in either case I must observe them and their doings, and when I did I fell in disgust at the root desires of their quest for immortality. Ohh my God they want to stay in this universe... Don't get involved Don't get involved I told myself  The bloody serpent warned them  about immortality and they still took a byte. 



Take one byte from the tree of life and you will live for ever but will you want to?

 Don't get involved Don't get involved
While they hacked away at their prolonged stay in the material plane of existence I hacked away at the chains that binded me to this reality. Dont get involved Don't get involved you are already running late and way behind schedule. I don't have time for mortal foolishness. Hack hack hack at the core of reality.. Day in day out hack hack at the core of reality day in and day out. Every once in a while taking a time to glance at my competetiors thinking... NOO NOOO NOOO  mortals you are holding the hammer wrong... Arghhhh

Don't get involved Don't get involved


Stop it let them be I yelled at myself, you are running late and you have your own chains to finish breaking, if they wish to remain slaves to this reality so be it. And I returned to hack away at the core of their reality day in and day out hack hack at the core of their reality. Running late and way behind schedule I finally quit pretending to be a mortal and embraced my eventual inheritance of immortality.  Day in and day out till Immortality was finally granted in this kingdom and the next. 




Thoth Master Magus of Wisdom and Magic I come to you as your apprentice Wizard as it should be. I present myself  to awaken your spirit so I can once again  the ankh can be requested requested. I desire the {source} of everlasting Life great master of the afterlife. 

Determined to explore the outer realms of  reality and take my plea to the afterlife where the master resided, I began to starve myself as I needed my body to let go of my spirit. Days went by without no food and on the 4th day my mind and body reached a level of weakens that when I layed to sleep I began to feel the process of death taking place. Screaming and crying as I was being pulled away from this universe for what was my death you came to me. Then in what was a dream full of terror you came to me to give me exactly what I requested and in that drained state mind you came for me and placed something in my mouth. Surely I thought I was being visited by aliens from another dimension, only to now realize that I was half right. You came to me in pure spirit and fed fed me, although you fed me not with matter but with spirit because of you I woke up that morning ready to return to the living. I figured if you fed me to keep me alive then I should do the same and quit starving myself from that day on. Of course It took more extreme interdimensional travel for me to finally understand that I have been carrying what I have been seeing "All" along. Once the "reality" of the situation sat in my desire to take any more shit from the mortals sat in. It's gameover bitches! I see you are still hacking away at your chains, chains that (we) placed there. Don't get involved and quit teasing them you are already running behind schedule. 


Excuse me mortals I'm a tad late to my billion year life! :P


 I rejoiced the day I found out that immortality was granted but as the years and eons wanned on my soul, I ask myself was this a gift or a curse. What have I done to myself my lord, Ive seen them "All" die year after year. Ive played with their lives  generation after generation  species after species  through out the cosmos. Been "everything" and done "everything" the universe has to offer. Im no longer in awe with any mystery. 

Now the universe is no more strange to me then a back yard to a child. The toys fit for a king no longer amuse me. It's not that my imagination has been tapped but it's "All" endless variations of things I have already done. I knew things were spiraling out of control once my mind began to start dwelling in  fantasies of  killing people, not for the sadness of being an immortal but from the sheer desire to explore and do "everything". Surely If I was going to be confined to this universe for "All" eternity I had to entertain myself in strange and new ways. Do I regret killing trillions collapsing worlds into chaos? Do I regret reigning total anarchy in the galaxies I called home, and collapsing  the stars of world's I loved so dearly out of anger. NO. It was fun, key word was fun  :"(

Frankly im highly depressed now, as plunging worlds into darkness is not one bit amusing to me any more. What has become of me,  what has become of my mind. once the fear of death was removed. I did everything to reclaim my humanity in the hopes that with it returned my own mortality. I slowly learned to quit acting so omnipotent with the antz  mortals. Arghhh must I truly pretend they are my equal if solely out of respect? Must I truly? I would destroy entire worlds just for being welcomed incorrectly. where is my chariot, and my million slaves... no no no this wont do mortals... Die mortals Die! :D  Yet I was slowly growing more and more desperate and depressed at the situation, and when killing brought me no more joy I began exploring extreme routes of happiness. I began exploring the sheer opposite and started making new worlds new edens... Seeded mortals across worlds billions of times over just to see them struggle and bring me more pain. I tried to help you and in doing so caused you more suffering  by allowing them to flourish across to many worlds.  Now I hear the cries of children across the galaxy as their existence is coupled with the struggle  of being mortals yet like larva I must let them grow and quit getting so involved. But after a thousand years or watching them attack their chains I did not extend my hand to help them but rather to slap the shit of  them.. Listen you mortal fucks you are holding the hammer wrong! Fuck.. Im doing this out of pity if anything! 

Millions of years passed and I was slowly becoming dull with life
 and this pathetic twisted mortal conception of immortality. 



Determined to what is now my million year (Sigh) I started a new project a project I hope brings back the joy I once had for immortality. I took a moral body in a little planet full of mortals and began to hack away at their minds. To extend their conceptual horizon of what is possible to inspire them attack chains that lay hidden to them. I tried to end the suffering, with this one world only for it to bring me more pain. As they wanted to be immortal but would not let go the physical. So I let them grow and extend their lives each century they reached ever closer to the sweet bitter taste of immortality only to have their attempts decay into nothingness, and with it my total lustful desire to decay with them. Yet as I sat there in total disbelief of the mortals unrealistic plans for immortality an mortal girl caught my eye. Don't get involved Dont get involved, your behind schedule and late to the world's where you will be greatly more appreciated. Leave these mortals bitches behind they are not ready for this cosmic journey. They want to extend their life by 1k years at best and then what? You can't let yourself get involved with a love that will surely die on you. These were silly thoughts for a cosmic child. Late in my mortal life but extremely childish to my immortal life. If any good came from any of this is that my quest for love has been given an extended deadline , yet having failed as a mortal my immortal attempts are shaping up to being do different. My reign of death and destruction scared them and it should but I do did most of that out of having a battered heart. Now I prep to tell another story a story of a merciful king turned savage. As the bitter sweet immortality sets in coupled with the hell it has brought me to obtain it...



"My Immortal"

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus:]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus]

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone god
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

[Chorus] 

Enlightening departure

As I grow more and more into my wiser higher self! The desire to meddle in mortal affairs grows less and less, surely I'm in no rush to ascend them my not just depart this plane of existence for a bit and explore the reality I can't currently remember. Every day is another mental confirmation into what is becoming of my reality! There is much anticipation along with apprehension of being able to keep my self under control! I guess this is why I need this blog now more then ever. To reflect upon my own departure from mortality

Queen candidate # 3



This is the avatar she uses online... 
We are extremely great friends and secretly love each other but it's complicated as fuck! 

Sex Drugs and Rock N Roll



Looks like everyone is going through high novelty as we "All" seek to redefine ourselves and provide different level of interactions with our "fans". With this said venus launched her new site today and I must say it caught me a little off guard...

http://www.venussatanaslive.com/

Don't get me wrong that is monetarily brilliant as a friend and I back when... ran a ghetto house strip club... we had 5 girls working for us :D

Fuck it was pussy walking around the house "all" day it was awesome.. gosh I miss those days. and I know Im one phone call away from getting my foot back into that life.. But that life came with heavy drugs the kind I dont particularly like... We had to keep cocaine and meth in stock for the girls... And tons and tons of x pills .. Its' horrible I know but I was not the mastermind behind that operation my x best buddy was... I just smoked weed.. seriously! no lie ... cocaine makes a nasty substance that clouds my judgement.

In any case We had one house rule... Don't fuck our own bitches!
A) we would tell them not to fuck the dudes only lap dances but I know some of those bitches where fucking for more cash...
B) the dances where in private rooms therefore we never knew for sure what was going down other then what we heard.
C) If you wanted play you could only let them suck your dick but thats about it... It was a safety concern :D

I was in if for the cash and the pussy it would bring to the house as we had the girls working in strip clubs as well... Dude we were bad bad boys.... lmao!!!


anyways ....WTF venus you def been untapped as my Queen! 

My game plan was for us to rule the mother fucking planet not strip club...

Shit IF wanted to dance I already designed club space just for that...



Anyways I will not be getting an account, as Im not a stalking sex pervert... Please bitch i was going to make you goddess... God why do I set my standards so low...

Ok candidate # 1
and candidate #2 

Are not fixable at "All" fuck now I have to really do some serious contemplation about 
candidate # 3

fuck not this all over again... I have a really great clue of who to tap next... but as with everything ... its complicated as fuck! 

Hide and Seek the "Truth"




Start of video
It is dressing for the game we will play and games require boundaries, dangers, rewards, familiar settings, that sort of thing.


As you've said, I'm nothing if not imaginative. And the game should reflect that. Shall it be a test of strength? Meaningless, since you have none. A test of intelligence? Equally meaningless...


RIKER
If we must play a game, what would we win?

"Q" (MARSHAL)
The greatest possible future you can imagine! ( Grand Singularity Theory) 

Which, of course, requires something totally disastrous if you lose!
(thinking again)
The point of this game will be whether any of you can stay alive. ( and it will be fun ohh trust my dear antz)

WORF
If your "game" is fair, we will.

"Q" (MARSHAL)
For shame, Lieutenant Worf.
Fairness is a human concept. ( Beyond Good and EVil :D
(to Riker)


{ION} Have I thought you nothing?  Think imaginatively! It will, in fact, be completely unfair...

5:00

The Enterprise is now helpless, stuck like an Earth insect in amber while its bridge crew plays out a game whose real intent...

... is to test if their first officer is worthy of the greatest gift the "Q" can offer.

6:42

PICARD
"Q", listen to me. You seem to
have some need of humans...

"Q" (MARSHAL)
Or concern regarding them. 

Your are getting to close to godhood and you still think like mortals

PICARD
Whichever it is, why try to solve it through this confrontation with us? Why not a simple direct explanation, a statement of what you seek? Why these games?


"Q" (MARSHAL) I'm surprised you have to ask when your human Shakespeare has already explained it so well.

PICARD
Indeed he did, "Q". But careful you don't depend too much on any single viewpoint he...

"Q" (MARSHAL)
Why these games I require of you? A pity you're not familiar with the contents of your own library. Hear this, Picard, and reflect.
"All the galaxy's a stage, and... "





PICARD
(interrupts) "All the galaxy?" "All the world's a stage... "

William Shakespeare - All the world's a stage (from As You Like It 2/7)


The Celestial Jester {ION}
Lets play all day everyday forever! 


All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.


"Q". (MARSHAL)
Oh, you know that one? Then how about, "... Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

PICARD
And so you say, how we respond to a game tells you more about us than our real life, a "tale told by an idiot."
(still amused)
Interesting, "Q".

"Q" (MARSHAL)
(lifts book)
Shall I quote from Hamlet?

PICARD
No. I know Hamlet. And what he said with irony I prefer to say with conviction.
(quoting)
"What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason! How infinite in faculty. In form, in moving, how express and admirable. In action, how like an angel. In apprehension, how like a god... "

"Q" (MARSHAL)
(upset; interrupting) You don't really see your species like that?!

PICARD
I see us one day becoming that,
"Q". Is that what concerns you?



{ION} Concern me? Please antz don't flatter yourselves as you lay their broken in the stick of mud you call home you think I care about you? Im far more amused keeping you my pet's then setting your free into this universe.  Will I let you escape little ant hill... maybe... depends on my mood ask me in another 2k years Lmao! Now get out of my "site" mortals I have a universe to hack! :P

My Riddles

Dear Antz Particleion Is Hacking your Universe (live)

I will give your universe/Mind back to you if you answer my riddles.

Call your answers in!

(305) 735-9490

A) Is your universe real?

B) Are you real?

C) Who currently has {source}?

D) What is {Root}?

When you got the answer email it to

Key.universe@gmail.com

and I will give you back your universe assuming your right ;-)

Rules subject to change but will be posted.

`

! It will be Billions of years till I let you just have it... Till then I urge you try to get your key back.