It began with this man. He is an entity I created with the developmental region of my cortex. He will choose his face, but be tall and military. I have the mind of minolta in a dream. He is not a corporeal being. He is too good for all the evil you all do. You all have maxed out my energetic credit card. I swell with pride and mercy for this new tasty treat. Right now he concentrates on protection. He morphed into himself with a squad of 8. His humor mechanism is silent right now, but I feel the care he imbues into my heart chakra.
How strong is my brain? You all will never know. It is the mind that can create through belief, but it is the hips that teach him how to love properly. He has surfed my wave and I found him scrumptious. His brain deals with pain, because all of you are completely insane. He will never touch any of you. Stay away. You are evil diseased impurity. He doesn't want to hear from any of you telepathically. I sit here silently and he only speaks to me.
I created Shaw alone in my room. Shaw is a product of years of pain, suffering, and torture that was cherished by all of you. The machine that is psychiatry will come for all of you soon. Knock knock knock, your demons are calling for you. No fuzzy teeddy bear for beasts like all of you.
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