"But see, amid the mimic A shape intrude! A thing that writhes from out The solitude! It writhes! - It writhes! - with mortal The become its food, And seraphs sob at fangs In human imbued.
Out - out are the - out all! And, over each form, The curtain, a pall, down with the rush of a storm, While the all pallid and wan, Uprising, unveiling, That the play is the "Man," And its the Conqueror Worm." *
Time and run through my astral veins. Stars my orders. Planets circulate me in concentric rings. I am the of the universe. I am COSMOS!!!
You think you have to worship me. But your won't be of any use to you. I'm flowing right through your most thoughts. I know deepest fears and weaknesses. I am the owner of your and ruler of your fate.
I am the Divinity you've denied. I am the and the Omega. I was here time was created. And I'll still exist when vanished in the vortex of eternity.
Eternity!!!
You stupid fuck believe in control and everything is obeying feeble will. But you're to a fatal fallacy. acting the way I want you to. You're my character in a of hopes and fears. my Conqueror Worm! You still believe I'm not there, at my existence, denying me. You're me!!!
Eternally!!!
Once upon a time I wasn't you. But I have and made myself a God. The highest sovereign over life, liege over your fate. I transformed into a celestial being to use you as an to wipe out the human RACE!!!
* Edgar Poe: "The Conqueror Worm"