Roaming .
I can visualize a potential corridor in which all of everything of nothing has been stored to the wishes of our deceptive fear we have cradled in the realms of weakness, for which the human caretaker within the human mind has brought forth the answer to why we question things, and for we are the what we question, for the shadow is who we once were ! Clawing through madness, and tranquilizing the pain we have caused ourselves, to resolve the torture that was only ourselves in which were screaming silently for the answer to be the questionable understanding hidden within the crooked smile we lived with for years ! I am you ! You are me ! I see the monster in your eyes, for the monster is my disguise ! I will defeat myself, inorder to defeat you ! I am the monster .. I am the warrior .. The shadow is the answer, and the question . The cure, and the curse . I am, what I wanted to be, only to live what I didn't want to be, to see, that what I wanted to see, was not what the shadow could see, angry at my deceptive path, to control my fear through more induced fear ! The mirror is the key, and the mask I wear is only there to make what I fear become a friend ! Of course, if a lie is buried truth, and binded truth is a lie that is free . Then being imprisoned by your shadow, is more real than you are in living !
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Well done, I forgot your real name, and I apologize . You don't know who I am, but you subconscious will know after you read what I had written above . I am here for your music anyday, and I will continue looking foward to your pseudo-industrial . It's beautiful, and it brings me to places that my dreams could never bring me to, for dreams are the mask of our revolution . Well done .
I tip off my hat to you good sir .