i am the voice of the ancients.i got new life through a madman,a shaman of the windy plains.
the shamans of today will open the doors to the ancient worlds,and let this powerful lifeforce attain new life.
as i write this i am being nicely driven onward by the spirit forces,they love to give me messages of times to come.
the more you devour the flesh of the gods,the more you come to realize how powerful the gods are in your life.
the more you communicate with the gods,the more you come to realize the material world as rubbish,a trap to bind spirits into a non-magickal realm of bollocks.
i am the voice of the ancient spirits,they tell me day by day to end my fear of death and loneliness and experience life fully.
we are not alone,and nothing really dies.the idea of loneliness is a corrupted one,designed to make people feel separated from the universe.