A Personal Odyssey via poem, slightly Self-censored:
Once upon a time the fetus subconsciously recognized his womb was his prison.
I can see clearly now…..
Once upon a time the fetus subconsciously believed that the cutting of his umbilical cord granted him freedom. He was wrong.
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Once upon a time the infant realized the hands of his mother and father were to be his new slave shackles.
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Once upon a time a small boy realized that nobody cared if he lived or died or suffered.
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Once upon a time a small boy stood, surrounded by a crowd of children pretending to be happy, trying to escape from reality and Truth, and he vowed to never be one of them.
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Once upon a time a small boy held a long kitchen knife in his hand, and envisioned gushing blood, spurting blood, a volcanic eruption of blood, cleansing him.
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Once upon a time a boy held in his hands a switchblade knife, and a gut hook skinner knife, and a dagger, and a starter pistol, and a semi-automatic handgun, and a shotgun, and an assault rifle, and it felt right, it felt like a reunion of long-lost souls.
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Once upon a time a boy tried to kill his father, and much blood did spurt, but the father did not die. The boy was disappointed, not yet realizing his father was already dead, had been dead his entire lifetime.
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Once upon a time a boy was locked inside of a cage, and gained his best and most legitimate insight into what constituted freedom.
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Once upon a time a boy embraced his sacred right to limitless and unconditional hate of others, and a small rainbow began to form.
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Once upon a time a boy embraced both a sacred right and a sacred obligation to love Himself limitlessly and unconditionally. And the rainbow matured to vivid color and solidity.
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Once upon a time a boy decided to transcend his humanity, to become something else, something better, something untouchable, something eternally alone. And the rainbow shined so brightly, reaching to infinity.
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Once upon a time a boy realized that to destroy is to create. And so he destroyed. And so he created. He used many tools, many instruments, including but not limited to a typewriter, double-sided scotch tape, high quality xerox machines, and an industrial grade stapler.
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Once upon a time a boy thought he might be becoming a man. But then he realized these were human descriptions, and he was shedding his humanity. As he destroyed, as he created, he realized what he would always be: A creation, of others and of Himself. But still, a creation. Like Frankenstein. And so he began identifying Himself to the external universe as Frank.
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Once upon a time a creation, no longer a boy, never to be a man, purchased an expensive Super-VHS camcorder and immortalized Himself to the world. But only after he had already immortalized Himself, to Himself.
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Once upon a time a creation spread 40 sheets of double-sided printed paper into 400 separate piles all across his apartment, stapled them together and mailed them out to states and to countries, but all the time he was only communicating with Himself.
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Once upon a time a creation, never having touched a computer keyboard in his lifetime, uneducated by any school, bought a top-of-the-line desktop computer and taught Himself how to expertly use it, conquering the universe of cyberspace.
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Once upon a time a creation realized his grandest achievement, successfully transcending his humanity on every level, and soon after he realized he was already dead. A bittersweet triumph indeed.
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Once upon a time a creation began to understand the magnitude of his triumph, to be absolutely untouchable, to possess a limitless capacity to both recognize and embrace all Truth, to be able to thrive and glory within absolute and utter isolation of body and of mind. He celebrated his own uniquely achieved perfection.
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Once upon a time a creation came to understand how utterly pointless and meaningless it all was, because despite his remarkable triumph, he was still physically human, still trapped among a pathetic and doomed species, still a prisoner of the death cult as worshipped by the universally suicidal human species, his very godhood held hostage.
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Once upon a time a fetus, a boy, a man, a creation, recognized what was taken from him, every step of the way, recognized every triumph achieved and yet to be achieved, to be nothing more than the temporary postponement of horrific and eternal defeat.
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Once upon a time the fairy tale ended, and the legend began. The legend of Me, the triumph of the greatest cosmic tragedy of all time, playing itself out to the cheers of a universe of One, courageously facing each gloriously untouchable present moment of godhood, along with a hopelessly doomed eternal future, with limitless rage, hate, and love, each appropriately directed.
I can see clearly now…..

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