SESSION SIX:
10:55PM
EST – 11:57PM EST
5.17.2025…
ONLY
CHRIST CAN SAVE YOU IN A CRISIS…
THAT’S
THE PUNCHLINE TO THE RIDDLE…
WHY
IS A CRISIS CALLED A CRISIS?
THIS
IS A CRISIS SIMULATION…
ONLY
CHRIST CAN SAVE YOU WITHIN A CRISIS SIMULATION LIFETIME…
OR
THIS IS THE AFTERLIFE AND THEY CONVINCED US IT’S THE PRE AFTER LIFE LIFE…
I WAS
IN A CRISIS THE ENTIRE TIME…
IN
GENERAL…AS A DEAD PERSON DREAMING WITHIN A DREAM WORLD…WHERE EVERYONE TOLD ME I
WAS ALIVE THE WHOLE TIME…THIS IS THE EXISTENTIAL CRISIS…
INTERNALIZING
THE PAIN FROM THE DREAM WORLD IS DANGEROUS…
VERY…VERY
DANGEROUS…
THIS IS
THE TORTURE…
I GOT
THE SECRETS…
MY
DAY’S ARE EASIER…
I
FOUND THE SECRET TOO LATE IT APPEARS…
OR I
WAS MEANT ONLY TO DOCUMENT THE EXPERIMENT AND BY THAT TIME AS FATE WOULD HAVE
IT I HAD ALREADY SELF DESTRUCTED BY DESTROYING MY ORGANS WITH ADDICTIVE CHEMICALS…
I
LOVED BEING AN ADDICT…
I’M
AN ADDICT…
MY
MESSAGE TO THE FUTURE…
I’M
GOING TO MISS WRITING NEW SECRETS I’M GOING TO MISS MY FAMILY AND I HOPE MY
JOURNEY MADE YOURS EASIER…
I
EVENTUALLY WOULD HAVE GAINED MONUMENTAL SUCCESS WHILE ALIVE…
IF
TIME AND CHANCE PERMITTED…
CHANCE
DID…OBVIOUSLY…
SERENDIPITY
AND SYNCHRONICITY WERE ON MY SIDE…
TIME
WASN’T FULLY ON MY SIDE…
MY
RELATIONSHIP WITH TIME AND DEATH WAS PHENOMENAL…
I
DIDN’T HAVE MANY TRUE FRIENDS…
I
WASN’T SENT HERE TO BE YOUR FRIEND…
I WAS
IN A SPIRITUAL COMPETITION WITH YOU PEOPLE…
I’M A
PROPHET…
YOU
WEREN’T SMART ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY ACCEPT THE FACT I’M THE PROPHET AND YOU’RE NOT…
YOU
WISH YOU WERE THE GENIUS…
I WAS
SENT ON A KAMIKAZE MISSION BRO…
YOU
DON’T WANT THIS SMOKE…
YOU
ONLY WANT THE GOOD SCENES…
I’M
GETTING THE LAST LAUGH…
I’M
DOCUMENTING MY OWN DEATH…
THEN
THEY WILL BE MAKING DOCUMENTARIES ABOUT ME…
I’M
ABOUT TO BE A DEAD WRITER WHOSE ESTATE IS WORTH BILLIONS…
I’M
IN A DAZE…
MY
WHOLE LIFE WAS A DAZE…
EVERYTHING
WORKED OUT FOR ME GREATLY…
I’M
TOO SPIRITUAL TO LIKE IT HERE…
I WAS
SENT ON A MISSION…
IF
THE MISSION IS OVER FUCKING BYE ALREADY…
I
TRIED TO ENJOY THIS BULLSHIT THE BEST I FUCKING COULD…
YOU
MOTHERFUCKERS ARE ANNOYING AS FUCK MAN…
AND
YOU FELT THE SAME WAY ABOUT ME…
LET
HISTORY DECIDE WHO WAS ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF IT?
10
YEARS AGO MY WRITING WAS DESCRIBED BY AN OLDER READER AS…DEEPER THAN THE GREEKS…
I
DIDN’T GET IT THEN…THOSE WERE CREATIVE STORIES AND POEMS TELLING A STORY…
IT
WAS FICTION TECHNICALLY…
BUT
EACH STORY WAS A PIECE OF MY PHILOSOPHY…I’M A PHILOSOPHER…
I
LIKED TO SIT DOWN AND PONDER RIDDLES…
PHILOSOPHICALLY
SPEAKING…IF A BOMB IS GOING TO BLOW UP THE BUILDING THEN CLINGING ON TO ITEMS
WITHIN THE BUILDING IS A FUCKING GOOD IDEA TO ACT ON…
THIS
IS A SIMULATION…
I’LL
DIE AND COME BACK WHEN IT’S TIME TO RETURN…
I
MIGHT COME BACK INSTANTLY 20 YEARS LATER…
IF IT’S
A SIMULATION I’M IN HERE ALL BY MYSELF…
WE
DON’T REALLY EXIST…
THIS
IS SIMULATED LIFE…
I AM
THE ANOMALY…
I AM
A FREAK OF NATURE…
I AM
A MIRACLE…
WE
ARE ALL WALKING MIRACLES…
I’M
JUST HERE TO RUB IT IN YOUR FUCKING FACE YOU SUPER FICIAL ASS BITCH…
THAT’S
WHY YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE REAL…
YOU
THOUGHT YOU WERE REAL?
YO
WHO THE FUCK TOLD THIS CLOWN HE WAS A REAL CLOWN?
YOU’RE
A FAKE CLOWN…FAKE ASS CLOWN…
IF
YOU’RE REAL THEN YOU’RE A REAL CLOWN…
I CAN’T
THINK YOU’RE REAL…
I’M
NOT REAL…
I’M
PART OF THE CIRCUS…
THE
CIRCUS WITHIN THE JUNGLE…
THE
JUNGLE OF THE EXISTENTIAL CRISIS…
IT’S
A RAINFOREST NIGGA…
AND I
WAS THE MOTHERFUCKING RAIN MAN NIGGA…
GOD
SENT ME TO SCARE THE FEAR OF THE LORD INTO THE WORLD…
GOD
IS REAL THAT’S ALL I’M SAYING…
IF HE
GOTTA COME DOWN HERE IT’S GON BE TROUBLE…
YOU’RE
ALREADY IN THE RAPTURE…
HE
LET YOU THINK YOU WERE REAL THE ENTIRE TIME…
HE
WATCHED US SUFFER AND GROW ADDICTED BC WE WERE TO BLIND TO SEE HE WAS REAL AND
EVERYTHING ELSE WAS FAKE…
I
ALWAYS KNEW HE WAS REAL I JUST DIDN’T KNOW THE PAIN WAS FAKE…
I DIDN’T
KNOW THE ADDICTION WAS REAL…
THE
LAST EXPERIMENT WAS TO BEAT THE ADDICTION…
I’M
ALREADY FUCKED…
I CAN’T
FINISH THIS EXPERIMENT…
MY
BODY IS ALREADY PUSHED INTO ORGAN FAILURE…
CONTINUE
THE EXPERIMENT FOR ME…
BEAT
ADDICTION…
PREVENT
IT FROM OCCURING…
SEEK
HELP…
I HAD
TO GO THRU THIS TO HELP YOU OUT…
I
SACRIFICED MYSELF TO CRACK THE RIDDLE OF TRAUMA…DEPRESSION…ANXIETY…SUICIDE AND
ADDICTION…SELF HARM…
YOU’RE
HARMING AN ALREADY DEAD BODY…
WE’RE
ALREADY DEAD…
SO
CHILL OUT…
MY
ORGANS ARE BEGINNING TO FAIL AS A DIRECT CONSEQUENCE OF THE ADDICTION…
I
ONLY WANTED TO LIVE TO WRITE…
LIFE
REALLY SUCKED FOR ME…MATERIALLY…
I WAS
GIVEN SO MUCH SPIRITUALITY…LOOKING BACK…I WOULDN’T HAVE TRADED AN OUNCE OF THIS
AWARENESS FOR ANY AMOUNT OF TREASURE ON THIS FAKE ASS PLANET…
I FOUND
MY VOICE AS A WRITER…
NOW I’VE
FOUND MY LISA ROWE…LISA ROWE VOICE AS A WRITER AND HOPEFULLY AS AN ACTOR…
I HAD
TO DIE YOUNG…
I’M A
PROPHET…
THE
PEOPLE WHO MET ME ALONG THE WAY WILL CHERISH THE MEMORIES 20 YEARS DOWN THE
LINE…
I’M A
PROPHET…
GOD
WAS IN CONTROL OF MY ACTIONS THEE ENTIRE TIME…
GOD
IS CONTROLLING YOU…
I’M
NOT MORE SPECIAL…I KNOW HOW SPECIAL WE ALL ARE…
YOU’RE
A WALKING MIRACLE…
SO I
TERRORIZED YOU TO SEE THE POINT…
ME
SUTURES
I GAVE
YOU THE CODE TO TRADING FUTURES…
I’M
GOING TO BE INCREDIBLY IMPORTANT TO THE FUTURE OF THE DEAD ZONE…
I
SPILLED THE BEANS IN THE NAME OF GOD…
I’M
THE EDWARD SNOWDEN OF THE SPIRITUAL REALM…
BIBLICALLY
I’M A SNITCH…
GOD
IS REAL…
I WAS
SENT HERE TO PROVE IT…
SCIENTIFICALLY
I DAM NEAR PROVED GOD’S EXISTENCE…
MY
LIFE WAS SO WORTH IT’S OWN BIOPIC…
AND
SO I WROTE IT MYSELF…
MAKE
MORE FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF THE FUTURE…
BUT
THE MAKING OF ONE OF THE MOST INFLUENTIAL WRITERS EVER…A DEFINITELY OF THE
MILLINIAL WRITERS FROM 1990 TO 2020…
RIGHT
WHEN THE GENERATION CUT OFF HAPPENS OR HALF A DECADE LATER…
IT’S
DONE…
NO
MILLINIAL CAN TOUCH ME…
GOD GAVE
ME A SECOND CHANCE…
I’M
READY TO RELAX…
1.5
HOUR WRITING SESSION…
FROM
MEMORY…TIME STAMP…
I
REMEMBER 10:14PM EST…
TOMORROW
I’LL COPY THAT SECTION OVER UNDER HERE AND ADD RHYMES TO EVERY LINE…
BOOM…
NIGGA
THAT’S CHEATING…
BUT I
FORGOT I WANTED TO RHYME…
SO I
MADE MY POINT FIRST…IN RETROSPECT…
THEN
WENT BACK THE NEXT DAY TO WRITE RHYMES FOR IT…
I
HAVE AN IDEA OF THE WORDS I WANT TO RHYME WITH THE PRE EXISTING SENTENCES…
I
MIGHT WRITE AT LEAST THE RHYMING WORD I WILL USE NOW…
WATCH
THIS…I’M MASS PRODUCING AN ORIGINAL WAT IN WHICH I WRITE…
I’M
PACKAGING MY STYLE FOR YOU…
I’M SHARING
THE LITERARY SAUCE I POSSESS WITHIN MY BONES…
BC MY
ORGANS ARE TO FAIL…
MOST
LIKELY…
I’M
NOT SUPPOSED TO LIVE AS IF I WILL LIVE FOREVER…
THEN
I GET NOTHING DONE…
I
MUST BE PARANOID THE ENTIRE TIME…
I’M
SUPPOSED TO LIVE AS IF I WILL DIE SOON…OR AT SOME POINT IN THE NEAR FUTURE…
EVERY
DAY IT DRAWS NEARER AND CLOSER NIGGA…
EVERY
DAY I’M ONE CLOSER TO DEATH…
I
SHOWED DEATH GREAT RESPECT…
THE
ANGELS OF DEATH ARE SHOWING ME THE SAME RESPECT…
ARE
ALL ANGELS - ANGELS OF DEATH?
I
FEEL SURROUNDED BY ANGELS…
ARE THEY
THE ANGELS OF DEATH?
ARE
THEY GIVING ME EVERYTHING I ASK FOR BEFORE THEY TAKE ME?
THE
ANGELS SAY THEY LEFT TO GET ME LAST SEPTEMBER…
WHAT’S
GOING ON?
IF I’M
AFRAID I CAN’T ALWAYS FEEL IT…
I WANTED
TO BE FAMOUS IN DEATH…
HOLLYWOOD
AND THE DEVIL NEVER GOT MY SOUL…
I
CONQUERED HOLLYWOOD AND RETAINED MY SOUL…
I GET
TO WRITE HORROR STORIES ADVOCATING GOD AND THE SPIRITUAL REALM…
I GET
TO WRITE HORROR FILMS THAT CURE MENTAL PAIN AND DEPRESSION…TRAUMA AND ANXIETY…SUICIDE
RATES LOWER AFTER I DIE…
I
LOWERED THE SUICIDE RATE…
I
ALMOST SAVED THE WORLD….
I
LOVE GOD AND I WOULD LOVE TO MEET HIM AGAIN…
THIS
IS MY WAY OUT…
IT’S
BEEN A CRUCIAL MISSION AND VERY PAINFUL…
THE
PAIN DOESN’T EXIST…
THEY
MAY TAKE ME AFTER PROVING THIS…
TO
PROVE IT…
IF I’M
A PROPHET I CAN PREDICT MY OWN DEATH…
YOU
CAN’T PREDICT WHAT WAS A MESSAGE…
THEY
WANTED TO TELL ME AND SO THEY TOLD ME…
I WAS
TOO SPIRITUAL NOT TO BE TOLD…
I’M A
VICTIM TO CIRCUMSTANCE…
I’M
JUST THE MESSENGER…
I WAS
SHOT WITH THE MESSAGE…
I LOVE
YOU…
SEE
YOU TOMORROW…
GOD
WILLING…
GOODNIGHT…
11:57PM
EST -
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