So. you wanna be a brainrotter ??? ahahaha hahahahhah okat well that’s stupid it’s always 3pm or maybe am and everyone wants you dead and no one likes you and the everything is decaying and rotting away and ther's nothing you or i can do about it and yeah that was a corny as hell ill put that in some other stupid ass book

there is an infection deep in the ground and in the world and somewhere within there is a deeply, deeply decayed center, and what’s someone like me to do:? my hands are tied to the depths and there is absolutely nothing i can do about it. haha. unless i actively actually do something about it but then everyone gets pissed off.

there is an infection, and there is also a very dark light at the height of the day that eats away at it when you aren’t looking, but i know it, feel it. but it also eats everything else. trade for trade? well, not exactly.

here, at the center, things work in stages as all things do. there’s power in hunger and there’s hierarchy in the consumption of things, and let’s just say …. there’s not much power left in many places, in many such things. so you make that power yourself and then you realize midway through that actually yeah that was a really stupid thing to do, what do you do when YOU run out of power you cant make that shit youre just using a contained surplus that filters through every one in a while. now that filter is broken. shit. so you take it from SOMEONE ELSE@! very good plan, and it works, but not for very long

so i have to do something about that, and that takes drastic measures. that takes dropping everything i have, killing myself, and digging my claws into the ground and ripping up what i need to. there is no use for infected land, for rotten people, for disgusting forms of life that have no place in a world designed to inhabit something greater. instead you just ruin everything, with your false gods and distorted perceptions. there’s only one line. ? one line you must follow and you people walk jagged across it everyyyy timeee.

you know nothing and youre stupid and i hate you all for bringing plague after plague here. an eaten, beaten ahah this rhymes landscape is useless and the only way words get through the grounds stupid, thick head is through violence. through any of your heads actually. violence in its own right is a landscape and it proves a point. the great flow of humanity right in the ground, that blood connection, the great heartbeat, struck straight through with a blade or a hundred of them. it’s a loss of self regard, control, and personhood. the greatest ego death.

there is no reason for violence, there is only consequence. it shouldn't make the person you are, right? there's no true value in it. the land you live on defines your form, your circumstances. you must understand. these are things outside of my control, and yet another one out of yours, that's the real fun of it. why live blade for blade? there's predictability in a sword strike. exchanging hits and shit. in a landscape, there is transaction in compromise, we should all start investing in property and crypto.

scratch that. redefine that territory. imagine it like a chrysalis …. or a cocoon.. .. or something else.. like a molt. fucking wahtever you feel like that changes forms. there. out in front of you. the point.

like all things.. it just takes time… so keep what you love close to your chest and keep searching and building and creating because what else is there to do?

i mean, what do you do when the world slows down and you know youre going to get really, really hurt or changed in way that's unrecoverable and all you can think to do is stomach that apprehension?

you do what you can instead. you do what you must, no matter what circumstance it brings you. and then you close your eyes and ears and pretend nothing happened until your fingertips start buzzing and your teeth feel out of place in your mouth and youre haunted by yourself, by what used to be, by what will be. ghost of christmas present, past, and future type shit. youre going to die and there is nothing you can do about it. like all stars do.

how are you going to repair that? you may ask. idfk XD

how do you repair the end of times? well, you see, there's this dark light. but then no ones happy.

okay alternate route: you got what you needed to, how do you make sure everyone else comes out alive? safe? normal? how do you overwrite rot? and then i can promise nothing. but text cant promise anything normally. what do these lines mean anyway? what are you holding on to? you need to show that shit with action. and now imagine you are a machine in the same way a heart is, but if like the heart was removed and was spurting blood evverywwherrreee and it was still beating and shit too ewww that’s gross okay nvm

anyway i dont expect you to figure anything out . morbidskies spin that fucking shit to the far left wall. or like right wall. maybe behind you? youll see it. in this order

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