PLEASANTRIES BE DAMNED, I SEEK TO SPARK A LIGHT SO BRIGHT IT BRINGS AN ETERNAL FOG OF CONFUSION DOWN ONTO THE LAYMANS GROUND, CONFUSING ALL IN ITS PATH.

I have no more answers, only questions, rhetorical questions, and statements. I will feed off of these concepts and become something intangible. At least, until the concepts which I fight every day grab me down and pull me into a dark pit of eternal damnation, in which I will grab the hellrock and brimstone with my very teeth, and my eyes shall greet my peers.