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October 6004 AL
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74 October 6004 AL Journal Entry October 30th 6004 CE11:25 PM CST Antichrist Night Pictures + Resurrection Cemetery Do not make survival a goal... You will fail. Journal Entry October 26th 6004 CE 8:50 PM CST Stem cells... People as stem cells... Humanity as stem cells. 6:50 PM CST Click hmmm... I am turning a new leaf. I am going to try and be more positive... Not just positive about the irrelevance of our existence but positive about what I have accomplished and still have yet to accomplish. I am alive and well... *********** The blink of an eye that is our lives. The mental processes that make up who we are and who we will be. What chose do I have but to be me... None. This is the lottery of existence. I could have been a wolf, lion, or ameba. I could have spent my existance at any time in any form and I would still be me, not because I have chosen to be... Because I am. Just like you, just like every life that is. I am at peace with myself and my life on this day at this moment, I hope you are too. 75 I am human the slave spices of planet earth. I am also fortunate enough to know I am a slave. Complexity of systems upon systems, evolution of our world into what will soon be a Galactic Empire. I know I will not be around to see the conquests of humanity or the eventual downfall of our spices, I hope some one out there is listening to me now thousands of years after I have written this. Not because it is good, but because this is my mortality, with you my immortality. That I am live still because you are reading this. I exist because because of you. Dreams of Demons that should have been saints, fears that should be assperations, but do you dream of me anymore? Am I a saint that saves you from the fires of hell from an existance you can not escape? or am a shaddow stalks your fragal exsitance? This is the world I see from inside my drywall prison. The world I love but rarely venture out into. To be free again or to walk free in the desert lay down on sand fearless of the snakes slithering in the distance. The scorpions and black widows that stalk my mortal existence but are no threat to my soul. Journal Entry October 25th 6004 CE 1:35 AM CST From the infinite abyss to a quark. From a single nerve cell an "idea" that sends a neurokinetic pulse around the world. We are all going to die. Journal Entry October 14th 6004 CE