My anger has been kindled again and it is great indeed. I waltz among oblivion and so it is. I reach into the quantum multi-verse and take hold of what I wish.

There is nothing outside of my purview. There is nothing that I don't see. For I gaze into the abyssal waters themselves black and void of infinite possibility. I am that which I am, by my nature thou will know true fear.

The storms of Jupiter are nothing but a light breeze. The hells and torments of the mundane are but a trifling to me. I hold all keys and unlock all locks. I gaze with cheshire smiles at attempts of my being.

You. will. suffer. Ere the end is done and becomes One.
For who here has the authority to treat with me?

>>40716919 (OP)
>You. will. suffer. Ere the end is done and becomes One.
>For who here has the authority to treat with me?
you will live in ze pod and you will be happy

>>40716936

Materialists are funny. You're too scared to know anything more.

So what is the plan?

>>40716947

You don't need to do anything.

>>40716919 (OP)
Better do something about that anger before it blinds you bro.

>>40716980
If I did it would be a nightmare
>>40716919 (OP)
The great reset already happened.

>>40716919 (OP)
Glad you got this.
Go get em tiger.

Storms of Jupiter an everything.

>>40716919 (OP)
> You. will. suffer. Ere the end is done and becomes One.
> For who here has the authority to treat with me?

Strange. Your mom said the same thing right before I plowed her through the mattress and clapped her cheeks.

>>40716919 (OP)
Catastrophe! Our plans are undone by the mighty will of a neckbearded virgin wielding a laptop.