Dear friends,
Citizens of the world, I, congratulate you, with an upcoming New Year.
There, did I forget anything?....
Oh...yeah, the message itself.
The passing Year has been big and rich with developments, there was everything in it: happiness and tragedy, realizations and losses. Everybody did their own thing: somebody gave something away and somebody received, somebody lost a loved one and somebody found one, somebody died and somebody got richer, some took lives, others saved them. Only because of those small and contradictory actions this world and the game exist, your and mine home. The beating of the world's and ultimately the game's heart is maintained by every single one of our actions and I know that in the future we will survive all trials, to get our title, for a special spot in history.
As a matter of principle, all of us are already working actively on it, but some even overdo it. All of you, yell so much, that you completely stopped thinking with your heads. I say "Kill" and in my performance all you see is murder. I mention "Freedom" and everyone thinks I'm trying to manipulate. I say "Assume" and everyone thinks that I have come to a conclusion.
Are you completely stupid? Are you completely stupid?...Are you completely stupid?
But The World understands me, because she hears me and knows, and the powers that be have made it clear exactly where I NEED to stand.
So my friends, have you yelled enough yet?
I don't know if I will remain for a very long time during the next year, or even if I'll see all of you again.
But I want to address all of you, from the deepest depths of my heart, and I want everybody not to simply "think", but honestly make a choice, are you ready, to go deeper with me?
Happy upcoming, 2014th, new year!
Hehe...
What if nobody showed up at Armageddon?
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Friday, December 27, 2013
Rose.
I don't know if you people remember, but there was a time when I took a vacation, during that time I went to a pawn shop, to be more precise, I went to visit an old friend of mine, a very wise friend.
Her name is Rose, she is sixty four years old and she is the wisest woman I have ever met. She isn't human, her beauty is above humanity's, only with her I can truly feel like I'm not a part of the game.
I met her completely by accident, when I was not on the board, when I was simply an escaped asylum patient, I just finished murdering an innocent woman, I was on the run and while seeking for refuge, I found comfort i the pawn shop, that I had broken into.
However, she heard me, she is blind, she thought I was a homeless bum, just looking for shelter, she was ready to provide it too. I was amazed at how trusting she was, that was the only reason that prevented me from taking her life, I was intrigued.
As she prepared tea for me and sat down with me, she asked me, what I was doing breaking into her pawn shop. I was never a liar, so I just told her everything, straight out. To my surprise, she didn't panic, nor did she call for help, she was still very warm and welcoming towards me. I was stunned, such a reaction, why? Why was she not panicking. So I asked her, why was she ok with it? I was wrong.
She wasn't ok with it, on the contrary, she is against murder and any other kind of sin, yet she is not the one to interfere in other's paths. She was and still is sure, that some day, I will see the error of my way, I keep telling her that I won't, that this is my way, this is how it is in my way, no other way, pure destruction.
She understands that and believes that in my own twisted way, in my own understanding, destruction brings salvation and in the end, I want nothing but to bring good to this world. She understands that, she see's good even in the worst of us. She is a true saint, a true angel.
I want to visit her one last time, funny thing is, I got my love for tea from her. I don't know what she does, but her tea is fucking amazing.
Her name is Rose, she is sixty four years old and she is the wisest woman I have ever met. She isn't human, her beauty is above humanity's, only with her I can truly feel like I'm not a part of the game.
I met her completely by accident, when I was not on the board, when I was simply an escaped asylum patient, I just finished murdering an innocent woman, I was on the run and while seeking for refuge, I found comfort i the pawn shop, that I had broken into.
However, she heard me, she is blind, she thought I was a homeless bum, just looking for shelter, she was ready to provide it too. I was amazed at how trusting she was, that was the only reason that prevented me from taking her life, I was intrigued.
As she prepared tea for me and sat down with me, she asked me, what I was doing breaking into her pawn shop. I was never a liar, so I just told her everything, straight out. To my surprise, she didn't panic, nor did she call for help, she was still very warm and welcoming towards me. I was stunned, such a reaction, why? Why was she not panicking. So I asked her, why was she ok with it? I was wrong.
She wasn't ok with it, on the contrary, she is against murder and any other kind of sin, yet she is not the one to interfere in other's paths. She was and still is sure, that some day, I will see the error of my way, I keep telling her that I won't, that this is my way, this is how it is in my way, no other way, pure destruction.
She understands that and believes that in my own twisted way, in my own understanding, destruction brings salvation and in the end, I want nothing but to bring good to this world. She understands that, she see's good even in the worst of us. She is a true saint, a true angel.
I want to visit her one last time, funny thing is, I got my love for tea from her. I don't know what she does, but her tea is fucking amazing.
Monday, December 23, 2013
Progress and Price
Got a hunch of where Diana might be, was a lot more harder to get without using The Path.
I miss The Path, I miss the Dennizens that cowered at my feet, with me being away for such a long time, they must have forgotten who The Bad Dog is.
Oh well, this is the price I pay for striking a deal with HIM, his way of transportation is not the best in the world, but I manage.
What sucks as well, is that because of me striking that deal, I now can not stay in this realm for a long period of time, I don't belong here anymore and the more time I spend here, I exhaust myself.
Like right now, my brain is slowly leaking out my nose and I can't do anything about it.
If I can't stay away from this realm for such a short period of time, then I simply can not imagine myself being stuck in limbo for years and years to come after me and Incognito finally have our confrontation.
But tis no time for sorrow and shit, for Christmas is a foot! So lads and ladies, how are your Christmas's going so far? Any presents, maybe you would like a certain gift?
Please do share, being stuck on the board is boring, I need some topics.
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Clean Up
As my time is slowly running out, I need to take care of a few things, so expect me to visit some of you in the future and I do not promise it to be always a pleasant visit.
That said, it is time to pluck the most annoying piece of hair that has been dangling in my nose out. Dear ol' Diana.
Now that bitch came back to inflict vengeance upon me, in fact she also has some personal information about that I would like to be removed. Its nothing special, just a few details I want removed until the day that Incognito and I meet again.
She's been leading a small group of FBI agents in order to clean up the mess I left, so it would remain unknown, well, she was successful, all the destruction that I have ever caused, was ignored by the masses, which pissed me off.
But the reason why I really want to get to her, is simple, she isn't supposed to be alive right now, she was supposed to take her life that day, long time ago, something stopped her, something drastically changed her mind that moment.
I need to know what made her change her mind, I need to know who interfered, it wasn't Marshmallow, it was someone, or something else. And I have a hunch who, that woman, that Pale Woman, I have no idea who she was, but she's been stalking Incognito since day one, I need to find out who she is and what connection she has to Incognito and Diana.
So as you can tell, before my departure, I need to clean up. See some of you soon.
That said, it is time to pluck the most annoying piece of hair that has been dangling in my nose out. Dear ol' Diana.
Now that bitch came back to inflict vengeance upon me, in fact she also has some personal information about that I would like to be removed. Its nothing special, just a few details I want removed until the day that Incognito and I meet again.
She's been leading a small group of FBI agents in order to clean up the mess I left, so it would remain unknown, well, she was successful, all the destruction that I have ever caused, was ignored by the masses, which pissed me off.
But the reason why I really want to get to her, is simple, she isn't supposed to be alive right now, she was supposed to take her life that day, long time ago, something stopped her, something drastically changed her mind that moment.
I need to know what made her change her mind, I need to know who interfered, it wasn't Marshmallow, it was someone, or something else. And I have a hunch who, that woman, that Pale Woman, I have no idea who she was, but she's been stalking Incognito since day one, I need to find out who she is and what connection she has to Incognito and Diana.
So as you can tell, before my departure, I need to clean up. See some of you soon.
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Family
Family is a beautiful thing, whoever knows me, knows I don't particularly like targeting families. Don't get me wrong, I killed a lot of them in my time, but I never used them as means of getting to my target, that is just pathetic in my eyes.
Visited my families's graves today. Never visited them since the day I killed them. My first murder, first step to pure destruction, I enjoyed it, didn't regret it once, still don't. I came to thank them, for giving me this opportunity, for giving me a taste of my first destruction, of self destruction.
I remember people at the asylum, asking me questions like "Why?" Never had an answer for them, it just made sense. I mean, in my eyes, they were there to help me fulfill my destiny, after all, thats what every good parent does. They were there to give me a taste, a real taste and they did.
Still remember the kitchen knife I used. My father went first, he was fixing the broken sink in the church's kitchen, he didn't expect it, I came up to him and just stabbed my knife through his throat, oh he was kicking and thrashing, but he was real quiet about it, finally, sweet release. The shock in his eyes, the realization that it was I who was taking his life, his own flesh and blood, it felt good.
Then it was my mommy's turn. She came back from grocery shopping, I was behind the door when she came in. Since I was a bit too short to reach any of her fatal parts, I went for the legs, stabbed her through the left leg, making her fall to her knees, screaming, not realizing it is her son stabbing her to death, her own flesh and blood. When she was on my level, I drove the knife through her skull, instant kill, last thing she saw, was her son shove a knife into her.
Svetlana and Georgij, that's their names. I thank you Svetlana and Georgij, you were my lever that I used to get into this game. You were good people, if anything, I am sorry for not turning out the way you hoped for. You would have been good parents to a different child. You were just unlucky to have me as your son, but, nothing personal.
And now, a rose for both of you, a bid you farewell, may both of you rest in peace.
Visited my families's graves today. Never visited them since the day I killed them. My first murder, first step to pure destruction, I enjoyed it, didn't regret it once, still don't. I came to thank them, for giving me this opportunity, for giving me a taste of my first destruction, of self destruction.
I remember people at the asylum, asking me questions like "Why?" Never had an answer for them, it just made sense. I mean, in my eyes, they were there to help me fulfill my destiny, after all, thats what every good parent does. They were there to give me a taste, a real taste and they did.
Still remember the kitchen knife I used. My father went first, he was fixing the broken sink in the church's kitchen, he didn't expect it, I came up to him and just stabbed my knife through his throat, oh he was kicking and thrashing, but he was real quiet about it, finally, sweet release. The shock in his eyes, the realization that it was I who was taking his life, his own flesh and blood, it felt good.
Then it was my mommy's turn. She came back from grocery shopping, I was behind the door when she came in. Since I was a bit too short to reach any of her fatal parts, I went for the legs, stabbed her through the left leg, making her fall to her knees, screaming, not realizing it is her son stabbing her to death, her own flesh and blood. When she was on my level, I drove the knife through her skull, instant kill, last thing she saw, was her son shove a knife into her.
Svetlana and Georgij, that's their names. I thank you Svetlana and Georgij, you were my lever that I used to get into this game. You were good people, if anything, I am sorry for not turning out the way you hoped for. You would have been good parents to a different child. You were just unlucky to have me as your son, but, nothing personal.
And now, a rose for both of you, a bid you farewell, may both of you rest in peace.
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