False Prophet, Chapter 0: False Thoughts

Grasping the existence of individuals. Irony in ultimately ending one’s own life. One must only know with compassion in order to defend one’s own species. Words write themselves on a page inexplicably- “Justify the worth of your brethren, or they will be disintegrated.”

Represent an arbitrary experience in human history. A schizo hears judgement. One is given words from unknown beings. Answer these aliens. Spend hours justifying. Do not justify human existence on a whole, but through each individual experience. That is where the falseness sets in, where discouragement lingers. The only egalitarians now are no one. Do not reference abstract mimes or disciples, but read between the circles.

Little future boy will be raped by nothing in particular. One roots out the molten sap in skeletal remains. Two beings shoving tongues down each others throats and no end is in sight. A doll riding a man. Bearded skulls flickering while people don’t take death seriously. Repetitive dreams opening up with the smoke rising sideways. Lips start moving while extinction is looming.

Sub-Consciously Concocted Conspiracy

I’ve been more paranoid than usual all day since last night.

I could have uncovered a scam, but instead I left the evidence

at a front desk with a guy named Guy. Why am I going to start believing

these sub-consciously concocted conspiracy theories?

I’ve been attempting to ignore them my whole self-aware life

and now the thoughts are becoming an overpowering influence.

I need to get off this planet.

Image