It has been a while since I've updated.

I'm not exacty sure where to start. This entry will be a little more personal than previous ones. Not because I ran out of horrific things occuring in the world to keep you updated on (for example Joe Arpaio's county developed a Thing called a Taser Array. What it is is a huge wall of taster guns mounted together. supposedly they are supposed to be shot 1 row at a time to hit a group of people. and then the next row shoots the nexts group after the first falls, but as we all know Law Efrocment assholes will unleash a wall of pure pain on a single guy hitting prongs into his face, neck, chest, legs, maybe arms, and he'll probably die. We've already had several deaths from tasers in the normal line of duty. One guy actually burst into flames belive it or not).

This post is actually about a random thing I wrote over AIM to my friend who was not responding so he was either on the toilet or playing a game. The thing I wrote is kinda cool. not purfect, but pretty cool for stream of conciousness. by adrians request here it is:

yourfearisgreat AWAKEN C'THULU REY'LETH REY'LETH. AWAKEN SHUB NIGGURATH THE GOAT WITH A THOUSAND YOUNG. COME FORTH AND CLAIM THIS INTERNET AND UNLEASH YOUR UNHOLY MAJESTY

yourfearisgreat: A dark mucous with a tint of green began seeping through the crevasses in the stone wall of the dungeon, While the world may be moments from it's ultimate terror being unleashed, ironically, you, yes you, are mayhaps the safest of the race of men, Due to your foolish crimes of seeking to know the unknowable, you have been confined to this wretched dank pit, but insobeing, you are the least likely to be on the minds of any destructive cosmic horrors which shall be tonights entertainment.

yourfearisgreat: Your vantage point is poor, being 3 walls and iron bars, but you notice that you can feel some fluctuation in the feel of earths...lifeforce? A stone felt like it had settled in your stomach when you were able to figure out that only the death of hundreds of millions could affect one, base as yourself. The sensitve ones on the surface must be in living hell to see feel of that death

yourfearisgreat: why, you wonder, do the Cosmic deities care so little about human life? they need no reason or encouragement to kill on a whim. I heard of a man brave enough to ask the Dread C'thulhu that very question. Our Dread friend answered him psychicly so as not to overwhelm his auditory system. He said "Life is the only thing there is. Life is Sacred. If you have no life in you, then the world has nothing for you. Humans, sadly are a short sighted and evil lot so we do them the ultimate favor of showing them their errors through killing them.

yourfearisgreat: The experience of dying and then being confronted with the afterlife usually affects even the cold hearted deeply. Though it's not for you to know or I to tell, but Death is the beginning. your blink of time on earth is totally inadeqaute to figure out the proper way to live and to experience all that life offers. Once killed, time stops pressing so hard on the being. they find they can move backward, forward, and even sideways through time. then The One God (not from any of your earth centric books sorry) reviews your time on earth with you. this is your chance to explain missunderstandings or appologize for regrets. Once you have been permeated (each cell of your body fused with our mystic power) you can then start to build your real self. no more kids, mortgage, bills, traffic, you live in a paradise (reflected from your dreams) and spend the days speaking with dead philosophers, authors, scientists, or atheletes if you like.

yourfearisgreat: it's best to think of your earth life (Which was sooo fucking important right) as a sandbox for you to learn to use basic mental faculties. many get carried away and think that life is what life is about, even worse some never even think about any of these concepts. they just live and pretend their out of touch jaded attitude is cool. the greeks got it near the beginning of history that "The unexamined life is not worth living". you might as well have been a roach

yourfearisgreat: Enough explaining from me. Humans are very low on the need to know list. i only talked to you because i'm tickled that your unimportance put you in a singularly safe and funny position

yourfearisgreat: the world right now is being ravaged by age old horrors and specters from realms not of this reality. the flying semi-corporeal alien dragon covered in green flames, headless horseman with heads of pikes, wagon trains in the roads, their wheels shod in teeth and fangs so as to make a menacing clickity clack. horrible skeletons ravage almost everywhere, with their meat in various stages of continuity. Horrible mangy dogs ridden by impish goblins who shoot poison arrows at passersby.

yourfearisgreat: and let's not forget the big guys. sometimes you need to terrorize and lay waste to huge buildings and vehicles. luckily we have the Balrog demon and the ever faithful Bahamut. Tidal waves of molten lead splash down into stadiums and other huge gatherings. Instantly burning everyone to the bone before contact even occurs. Worse still, when it cools, the skeletons are preserved in a horrifying scene from some satanic play

yourfearisgreat: There is no hope, no escape, only the revelry that we cosmic entities enjoy. And who should stand against us I say. None. No man, beast, demon, "god", idol, Military, no wizards spells, no shamans rituals and charms. Pure death and fear. the essence of all things.

yourfearisgreat: well except for you my dungeon kept friend. you missed all the horrors of this reality, so perhaps count that as a blessing. what happens with you now is beyond me. The door was never locked, so i assumed you were staying of free will. that struck me as so uncharacteristically human i actually earned a modicum of respect for your forthought

yourfearisgreat: i can make a proposal for you if you like. I can slay you now, painlessly and start you on your journey to become your real self in the afterlife. you're way ahead of the game just knowing that much. or you can be a cowering dog who pisses himself in the face of a challenge

yourfearisgreat: The man lay himself on a flat marble table and the horrifying monster set to his macabre work. one small thing though, he lied about the lack of pain. He planned to keep him alive while pulling out each capilary and vein one by one. that kind of pain is trancendental. the mind grows beyond its physical self and is prepared for a life of amazing possibilities and catastrophic calamities.

yourfearisgreat: the end i guess