#zposting

top down view of my new 3d gender pyramid (where north-south is the spider gender axis, east-west is the standard gender axis, and up-down is the horse/clown gender axis)

1960s typewritten recipes by arthur leigh allen, prime zodiac killer suspect. in a search warrant of his trailer, it was revealed that he possessed a typewriter of the same model and font of an earlier typed confession that allegedly belonged to zodiac.

> --  You stand at the precipice of death, undoing 

The edifice of the terrors that await you -- daunting, entirely built up in your mind. There is nothing here. You are nothing. A hole in time, and space. A hole in them, and all they left behind.

So you know you must go back.

It is with love given to you, kindness donated, that you have realized this. It isn’t meant  for you. You, humble Heir, are for them. A piece of their soul, rejected and estranged. Everything they hate, everything they could have been.

A tool. The perfect blue blood.

It isn’t to late, you don’t think.

The terror says there is a chance you may stay. The Lord says he can help you reach the void.

So you do. You try, and it tears you apart. 

Inside. But only because it hasn’t happened yet.

But it will. Soon. 

D --> How many of us did you consume to reach your 'ultimate self'

D --> How many people don't know the atrocities you've committed in the name of 'relevance'