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Murderous thoughts determined to push me to a permanent state of =insanity. An insanity concealed but very much present, waiting to be =released upon all. Those who deserve, and those innocently taken are =now victims of a disease with no prejudice. No one is protected from =the mind of a madman determined to bring upon harm. Death is more =sevear for those vulnerable and weak. I have no patience for =stupidity. No one can determin when their life will be taken, so why =live your last days weak and feeble. I know to kill once will lead =to killing again, to find which form of death is more pleasurable. I =often thought of mummifying the victims to create a new trend of =serial killing. The thought of bodies hangin, stripped of their =internal organs for longer preservation, left in the woods for =unsuspecting wanderers to reveal. I have not yet decided if the =heads should be trophies or sold for use in occult rituals. If =there's money in it, you can count me in. I often thought of =dismemberment. How many limbs can be severed before death? Using =different body parts from different victims to create one demented =masterpiece. I would feed human flesh to my next unsuspecting =victim, making sure they enjoyed it, to prove cannibalism isn't far =from any of our minds. Animals eat animals, man can eat man. Why do =I think this way? It's only getting worse.
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