Where have all the old times gone with friends I never knew? Time has dissappeared altogether without the existence of the book that was always waiting to be written. Bigger things always came along and swept away the simple joys of life and nothing was left but a sea of work and nothing to show for it. An endless stream of thoughts ran through my head, pounding away and all at once I realized these were things that belonged to my faceless friends across the cyberspace that brought us together. The cyberspace which is measured in microseconds instead of miles. I want to say all the things that haunt my brain, where they hide and what they do. There is nothing like it. They tell me to listen, but never speak. What is comfort without a little pain? How could I enjoy my sanity without introducing my own blend of insanity? For isn't it the insane bits that make us sane. The demons are still speaking to me, telling me that I am God and that so are you. We are all our own God, waiting for our death from which our true self may emerge. And as my consciousness rolls onward the past dissappears immediately and the future is always here, I realize that nobody is worth waiting for, and that I must step forward along with time. I return with no intention of valor, for the few people that may read my words must surely misunderstand every letter, but their own chord of understanding strikes new religion into the hearts of those that once thought that they believed. God is here, inside you, and all you must do is to bring it out and glow with the light that you were intended. Say hello to the id, for it is only those who truly know themselves that may admit that they know anything at all. They tell me that I'm dying from my own vices at an early age, but I knew that since I was little. I would always die early and would always bring my word to the world. Whether you are ready for it or not, it will be here until you are. Take advantage of those sweet few breaths you have on this earth and make the most to change your world and that of those who around you. These may very well be the last words you hear from me, as this is my deathbed and these are my last words to the world. Know thyself.