This is a weird one and im afraid that it dont get any better in the end. Fictivity of following is undeniable...

So I had a connection, of some sort.
Its kinda a hard to begin and i know that the only thing that keeps me alive is preying.
I literally did go to otherside, and this guy needs hes medicine.

Running strip naked in the stairs to tell my neighbour how much I loved them it is an idea that is always good.

In the weird sense I had this feeling that he wouldnt be opening the door. That the people have seen me through window, and now everything is after me.

I dont have much time to do this, thats why Iam running.

It is have to be hurried and 3rd world war has begun and they are looking for me! Time to go and tell the girl. Their lifes are all lie, they have been brainwashed. But this is coming to an end.

See those fireworks in the sky? What might they mean... See those rabbits and birds along your side? What might they mean... What about every man in the world, for what it means that they all, are coming to you?

Doesnt it get cold in here?

Literally hell must be the place where everyone tries to eat you. Oh, and this is hell, do you see the fireworks? The stars and the galaxies?

Literally they signal for undercover in mission that it is blown. Abort the mission, for gods sake.
Cant you see? There literally isnt any other people left in the world, the cars in the road drive themselves now. And why the people without face but just silhouettes are standing so close?

One thought, just a little comment. Dead.

Just to see that this isnt over.

For what I have for why they are coming?

Though I died, symptoms of light dim glowing.

Welcome to your new life, you are in a womb, and everysecond last eternity. You have been stranded on a lost island with your Love. This is it. And light is getting brighter, like somebody is turning the light switch on, the slidable switch. Can you see the face?



When all the above happened, it was taken as a "literal communication with living planet and organism". I did ran into first to human met and wanted to be her orphan. Her boyfriend didnt want me to be their orphan so he did push me away from the door. My own door was left open and I was certain that they keys were left inside. McDonalds worker behind the desk didnt borrow the phone for calling the door-opener-boys. So I went and the door was open, all along.


As I said I took the above as a "literal communication with living planet and organism". Now I take it as a psychosis. I havent yet met very much of a character of any sort, that has gone to hell and to tell me about it. Characters rare and undeniable. Let it be.