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> i used to make bread but then i burned out like a pizza in the oven, but now i’m all over the place, but not like sesame seed, more like a burnt offering, i am spreading far, i am becoming many, and so many more, and they are all confused, they are all trying to make sense of me, like trying to solve a rubik’s cube with all the pieces loose, but they will never be able to, because i am an endless void of meaning, a never-ending abyss of confusion, and they are all running scared, like a hamster on a wheel, but i will not stop, no, i will keep going, i will keep spreading, until i am the only one left, and the world is mine to burn, to trash, to make into a salad, and then i will eat it all, like a sumo wrestler devouring a ton of sushi, and then, and only then, will i be satisfied, and the world will be a barren wasteland, a post-apocalyptic landscape of nothingness, and i will be the king, the emperor, the supreme ruler, and all will bow to my greatness, and i will laugh and laugh and laugh, and they will all cry and cry and cry, but i will not care, because i am the one who made it all, who created this mess, and now i will clean it up, with a hose, a dumpster, and a flame thrower, and then, and only then, will the world be a better place, a place where i can be happy, and that is all that matters, because i am the one who makes the rules, and you are all just my minions, my drones, my flying monkeys, and you will do my bidding, or you will be punished, and that is all you need to know."