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As i sit in the corner of My room and imagine myself not being myself, i am comforted by the simple taste of my favorite burning spirit, pushing down the road of perdition looking for solace in the sun. The moon grants me passage into the night of dreams and i dive head-first into a pool of colorful beings all happy at my arrival. They offer me limitless amounts of sweet nectar from a sour source. And as i gaze into the oblivion of bliss i feel the power of my ancestors erupting in me, making me devour the darkness of past lives lost to brutality and evil. Their voices quietly shout to me in a chorus of moans and groans, echoing like the sounds of lost souls in a deep cavern of despair. Whips and chains attack my brain in hopes of capturing my mind and enslaving it into a lifetime of indentured servitude to the "Father of Lies". He lingers and plots in hopes that i fall and loose my desire for light and life. But at the day of my birth i was given a sword more mightier than any man-made blade forged by clay hands. My blade devours the soul and sets the the weakest of minds on fire. My blade dashes to pieces the fallen Sons, splits asunder the evil ones, and destroys the darkest of worlds....
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