Hello world,
I have created this spot as a way of remembering me as I am. It is the combined fear of humanity to be forgotten after they pass. There's not a mortal alive who doesn't fear this. This is the same fear as that of death, though it is much different, for when we are remembered we will continue to live on. In the hearts of those we have affected.
That said I have no intention of making this morbid and dreary, so as some comedy geniuses would say, "And not for something completely different. KITTENS!!! I joke, but seriously. Quit looking, you! I already said there are no kittens. Indeed, kittens do not exist in our world. They are merely the physical representation of the under mature feline as processed by our human brains.
I think I should walk today or tomorrow. Try to gain a grasp of this area I have awoken in, and what has happened in the recent past to leave me in a hotel room with three sets of clothes, an empty bottle of jager, and a mysterious steam punk laptop. Damn thing... I keep having to wind it back up between sentences. Well, the cranks are winding down, and I feel like passing out again. Until next time kids!
Your hero,
Chester Malinkoh
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