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Nov 2018
Are you tired child
Well I am tired beyond imagining
My next break is just beyond the end of all-time compounded by enos multiplied by infinity
And yet still I work on
I am hungry but I have no mouth
I'm thirsty but I have no stomach
And why why do I do all of these dreadful things?
BECAUSE:
I am the end of all beginnings
I am what lies behind every ocean and every sunset
I give birth to worlds and I consume stars
I am what lies behind every ocean
I am the doubt and every lovers heart
I am the stage upon which reality takes place
I am the shadow behind every grain of sand
I am the blackness in the middle of the night but somehow darker than that
I am the madness and every great artists minds
But somehow more incomprehensible than that
What am I?
I am chernobog. Lord of darkness defender of light.
A strange conversation I had with a character in one of my dreams.
Imanuel Baca
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