This is it?
. Is this it? I really don’t know. How could I? Why should I do anything by the way? I’m going to stop. Stop realizing things. Thought is bourgeois. Thinking is overrated, it deviates you from the true path, the path to enlightenment. I will never stray from the narrow road, the way the golden spider has present to us. I keep his word close to my heart. I will do thy bidding master! You should too or you’ll be alone come the day of the apocalypse. And that may come sooner than you think, the signs are all there. The grasshoppers are gathering and there is a storm building up on the horizon. But I have no fear. The spider talks to me every night. I am a captain in his army now. I too have the red powder in my veins as everyone should. I do my shopping at lauritz.com, except for the powder of course which I buy from a man in a hat in a basement, the spider told me to. Believe in him and you shall be saved. Even I did not believe at first but he proved that it all true. I just need to stop polluting my body with the vile substances that were dulling my mind. My doctor told me that it’s imperative that I continue eating my medication but he has yet to realize the truth. Or perhaps he has already… Then he is a liar, an agent from international conglomerate that want to destroy the spider and spread darkness across the world. They will not succeed. I will see to that if it’s the last thing I’ll do. Mark my words.