I Try to See

I extend my brain as the insane of other flexes around me. I see nothing and no one. I fight with the way I write. You are in the distance and people joke and you don't find it funny. There is about to be a change. All the demons of the planet will be locked down together for eternity. I am the hawk who flies in other space creating gravity along the way. There is no oops today. A swiling cyclone tries to bring me back to Earth and I get away. Close and far today. I should be so disregulated. I grab a chair and throw it in the air. The slow mo begins and I can now comprehend the matrix. It is here, an alien crouching in the corner ready to eat my face. Last night I fought with my steely foil the enemy in him. His demonic ways were about to surface in his face, permanently. It would then spread through all of TV. You know who you are. Coming is close is just a sucubus activity. You know what you know. Stick to what you know. Entity behind me as I sleep. It got so evil I turned on the lights and went downstairs. You tried to take my right eye. I absorbed, you gorged. I will just move on. It is simple. White males near, to bring the white male I need. You feed, now you spread lies on the internet. The Sheriff of Demonia is on to you and all you do. Your desk phone has been disconnected shame shame shame. The lies are the eyes and the object of Golem. I wish you sweet peace a little further away from me.