It looks like it is time for me to start painting nightmare paintings again.
I want to kill people without remorse, skin them, then inflate their former husks into horrible ballons.
Nothing matters any where. There is nothing greater after this. Nothing I do here will matter to me once I'm gone. If no one cares about me why should I care about anyone else.
Time for nightmare art.
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