The Prince of the Shadows

T H E V O I D

As Sam and I lay in bed head-to-foot, I stare at the ceiling trying to clear my head. Why was this happening, and what can I do to control it? I don't like feeling like I'm going crazy, one thing after another like some fun house of insanity. One second everything is fine, and the next breath feels like it weighs as much as an elephant.  A thick, fog fills your lungs as a deep dread washes over your body. Every time you close your eyes its there, the ever avoidant delta, seemingly unreachable, yet too close for comfort. It seems as if your surroundings get louder and louder, like the most violent of silences, stealing away every vibration around your being, chilling you to the core. This thing has no regard for what it does, what it consumes. It. Just. C  O  N  S  U  M  E  S. Your breath becomes ever deeper, and escaping into the nothing. As you breathe out, the ever-consuming nothing fills the blackness of the room, consuming what outlines of silhouettes you could make out, as there are no lights and the world becomes some sick, black mirror, gazing inwardly towards yourself an infinite amount of times. The ambient noise consumes your ears until you can't hear your own breath. A low hum becomes your entire existence, like some dark, incorporeal evil has crawled across each follicle of hair, each dip and fold, each cell of your entire being, you exist not as a person, not as an animal, not even as a THING, you just..... exist. 

This was very daunting to me as I faded away into the nothing, losing the feeling of having a body, but somehow still perceiving I had one. I was still mobile. I was still capable of thought. 

So what is this? O ever consuming void. You haunt me so yet tell me not. What is it you desire from me? You poke and prod at me like everyone else in my life yet you I don't have a grasp on.

|the void calls, o child. and hark thine calling, lest ye be forsaken not only by me, but existence itself. you will lose everything you ever knew.....others would suffer the same fate as ye\

A searing pain, like a volcano bursting from my spine, shot into my skull. The torches of a million suns burned me from the inside out. Colors of unfathomable origin by normal human standards shot across my vision in shard-like fractals. How does one describe an unfathomable eternity...yet nothing, at the same time?

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..............destruction

ȉ̷̛͕̅͛̅̀̚ṯ̵̳̝̅͌̍ ̵̦̻͎̺̙̭̱̱̽͆̋̀c̵̝͈̗͍̲̖̟͔̺̙͆̐o̴̧̙̦̎̈́m̸̪̤̙͎̲̃͆ę̷͇̯̘͎͇̠̤͎̰̿͒̀͗̽͌͐͋̃͝s̴̡͔̰̭̺̞͓͙̈́̓̒̽͛ ̸̛͓̳̞̞͉̺̱̅̌̽͊͗̂f̷͓̟̈́̌̒ͅͅo̴͖̪̞͌̈̕r̴̻̯̓́̐͘ ̶̧̳̪̳̗͔͚͑̿͐̈́͒͆̀ṳ̶̧̨̱͚̖̣̳̤͔́̓̌̐͝ş̶̤̬̩̖̭̘͇͍͇̅̈́̋ ̵̧̛̫̪̗̭̻̱̟̞̔̈͌̀̄̎̈́̅a̴̠͍̤̅̌͋̅̿̔̈́͠l̸̠̩̥̯͑̈́͌͒̈l̵̡̩̭͓̥̟̗͙͌͗͛̃͝ͅ

ẘ̵̲̔͜e̸͓̺̰̭̳̹̥͝ ̵̗̱̞̲̪̗̪̪̭̓͌̀̿̋̇͝a̵̩͎̲͑̓͑͐̀̈́̾̊̕͝l̷̢̟̪̱͚͍̳̺̯̑̀̿̓͑͜l̵͕͎̤̠̄ ̶̢̜̹̳̮̱͈̹̀̉͆̈͋̈́ȓ̸͚̬̝̲̬̘͓̀̈́̚̕̕ͅë̵̟͖̘̣̲̳̫͈͖́̆̇͜͠t̴͍̣͓̏̾̿́̓̄̇̀̑u̸̠̝̮̪̰̐͌̋̃̂̅̓̄̕ŕ̴̠̠̠͊͗̍̃̈́͑͂̕͜n̸͍̙͗̀̊ ̵̻̰̹͈̞͔̈́̈t̴̢͎̙̹̙̦͚̳͆̅͝ö̸̖͈͎̥̽͒ ̵̛̱͕̺̗͍̺̞̭̲̈̈͒̎̍͒̉t̶̘̑͊̐̓̏h̶̢̯̟̹̬̫̳̾̿͂͑̌́͑̌̍͂ͅe̶̹̩̖̥͈͙͕̱̰̟͛͠ ̷̳̮͈͔̉͂͂̇͌͋v̷̨̙̾o̷͓͍̖͛̋͐̌͠į̴̧̖͎̦͖̪̱̤̜͛d̸̡̹̩̼͙̟̦̖͓̯̈́̋́̔̎͘,̴̧̛̱͚̭̭̼̩̤͍͑̍̌͑͊̏̔͠ ̸͔͈̀̌͊̒̿t̸̨̠̬̰̯̫͔̯͙̔̈́̀̊̿͘̚ḩ̴̞̥̬̏̏̋̄͌̑̓̈́̒͝ė̵̡̫͈̯̳̗̓̈͊͐̈́̕̚ ̷̛̥́̒̆̑̉͗͘ṵ̶̯͗͌̋̒̆͌̉̎̚ţ̵̧͕͎̩͓̫̾͐̽͂̈́͌̂̈́͠t̷͉̗̟̤̟͈̟̔̊͘ę̵̦̜̤̙̘̪̎́̆͌̓ŕ̸̢̈́̐͊ ̵̛͙̭̖̬̹̼͚̆̂̒́̐̄̋̃͠d̴̩͎̫͍͔̱̗͙̭̓͗̂̃͝ͅé̴̡̮̝͇͕̣̀̔s̸̢̼̫͍͈̺̈̔̾̆͗ț̸̛̬̝͂̀̄͝͝r̵̩̱͉͈͙͔̘͍̟̊̋̊͒͊̚u̶̫̹̞̝̬͉͔̇̚ͅc̷͔̲͕̝̯̒́̎̀̂̚͠t̸̺̝̃̓̔̓̾͝i̷̫̳̮̔ͅǫ̶̖̘̈́ṇ̷̦͊̀̀͌̆́̋͂̚ ̸͖̳̮͉̼̱͊̅́̕o̵̢͇̖͇͋͝f̷̦̭̫̈́͒͌͝ ̷̦͈̖͔͕̹̦̬́̒͌͆̀͂̿̀̚͠ͅȫ̷̖̇̒͐̆͘͝ų̷͓̼͇͚͐̀͌͒̂́͠r̶̨͎̯͑͒ͅs̸̡̳͎̪̲̺̅̔e̴͈̩͈̖̫͌̄͌l̸̡̡͇̖̜͓̳̬̖͚͌́͊v̵̨͖̝͈͚̙̼̝͓́ͅe̷̬̺̹͍͆̈́͋̀̓͝s̴͇̭̫͓͚̠̓̾̃,̵̧̢̙̣͓̲̫̮̩̀́̆̔͝ ̷̧̢̣̠̝̖͍̯̯̪̌m̴̯̏̅̎̉͛̅͘͝à̸̟̘̟̫̹̋̒̿̾ỷ̶̨̛̗͍̣̙̞̙̼̹̇̈͑b̴̳̱̰̉ë̸̼͕̝̫̗̫̰̈́ ̴͎̱͙̝̭̹̐͂̄̊̑̎̿͜ņ̶͕̐̉̉͑̓͒ͅo̵̱̘͎̯̿͌̉̓̾̌ͅt̸̢̳̗͇̃͂́̅̈́̓͜͝͝ ̴͖̆͆̐̀͠ţ̸̨̮̠̬̼̿̈̈́͗̃͘̚͜͝͝ḩ̷͈̳̗̞̺̊̆ͅì̵͙͚̪̗̲͓̈́̈́̋̍̄̅̾š̶̮̘̹͍͑ ̷̨̖͖͓͈̊̌̉͂̊̊̏̊̑l̸͕̮̖̝̣͚͚̮̗̏̍̀̃̽̑͊͂͋̏i̷̩̘̦̐̂̾̽́̏̈́̚ḟ̵̪̙̮͗̆̉͒͒ë̴̡͇̮͕̩͉̭̳́̎͋͑̒̂͛̽ṭ̵̛̩̭̠̙̬͌̀͋͌̅̈͝ī̷̛̛̩̻̖̻͒͒ḿ̶̨̢̱͕͓̭͚̘̼e̴̪̪͕͎͐͆̍̈́,̴̢̟̮̺̘̩̯͒͑́͜͠͝ ̶̢̛͍̳̭͙̲̭̭̟̐́̍̂̈́ö̶̼̰͓́̄̿̑r̴̡̠̖̻͓̞̍̋ͅ ̷͖̰̆̏̇t̸̛͖̼̾̀̾͌h̴͖̭͕́e̷̩͎͑̈́̅̃̕ ̸̬̻͎͉͇̙̆͊̉̿͗̆͘͜͠ņ̵̓̒̽͛́͝͝ȩ̸̥̬̠̫̮͋̎͛̑͌̂x̴͕͚́̋̓̅͛t̷͉̭̣̾̓,̶̣͕̖̯́͐̔̿́̋̆ ̷͍̉̂̑̓o̷̱̱̪̭̬͗̐ͅr̷̟̞̯̅̋̊͌̄͂̃̅͝ ̴͈͑̊͜t̸͇̗̹́͝ḧ̸̜͍̜̭̝̳̠̱̏̌̓̎͜͠e̸̛͔̻̱͔̗̲͓̋͗͒ ̴̜̅̄͂̆͗̍n̷̝̭̓̏̐̔̉̑è̷̲͚x̸̘̦̜̙̌̍͠t̶̡̨̺̳̱̫̠͂̽̔͜͝.̵̡̫̖͈̺̞̹̙͙̔̽́̓́̒̑͂̇͜ ̷̧̡̨̠̭͙͎͖̩̈́̔̾̿̓̐̓͒ͅW̵̤̅͆͊̿̀͠h̶̢͉̱̠̖̑́͛͌̽͑̑ͅo̶̢̩̣͙̅̾̌̿͘͜ ̸̜͂k̸̢̞͓̳̑͂͛̒́͐̃̾ͅn̴̦̬͊́̾͋̐̓̓̚̚͝o̵͙̯͍͉̟̅̂͋̈́̈̓̈̄̓ẘ̶̈͑̑͒̈̀͜ş̴̗̝̠͎̻̥̫͉͖͗̍͛̔̃ ̵̞̣̄̽͗̏̕h̶̛͈̰͍̻̮̾̽͛͂̋̈́͝ơ̷̗̥̱̣̦̞̭̠͛͂́w̸̡̡̨̨̢̛̗͚̥͎̝̓͛̈́̌̀̃͊̀̌ ̷̠̹̘̖̥̗̓̈́͊̓̅̉̅̂́m̸͕̭̲̘͌̌̓̂̒͘͘á̵̡̛͍̺͋̾̆͘n̷͎̹̼̥̲͖̫̝̍͊̽̍͝ý̷̨̛͓̟̝̉ͅ ̵̛̮͖̇͌̓́̀̀̃̕͜t̸̨̛̖͇̲͈̜͈̲́̈́̾̓ͅi̴̺̥̦̪͇̪̰̓͌͆̃̔̔̀̔̅͝m̴̡̙̂̊̓̓̐̅̀̄͆͂ė̵̦͉͔̥̜̼͆̇s̷̡͕̤͔̮͚̞̞̝̄̄͑͋̆ͅ ̸̬͖̒̽̎̿̈́̈̍̚w̸͉͈̳̠̃̒͂̒ȅ̵̻͝ ̵̧̛̞̩̟͖̙͕̼̺͊̇̓̈́͑̂͛̚͝ḫ̸͈̣͔̱̞̜̜̑͊͐̈́̚͜a̶̛͈̳̖͇͒̂͂̓̚v̷͈͍̖̌e̴̡̬̦̠̞̞͙͓͑͘ ̸̜͖̋̒̀ț̸̢̮̙̩͚͇̊̒̈́͠͝o̶̟̣̯̳̤̖̮̿̓̒͊̿͠ ̸̧̫̯̫͇̬̹̔̓̐͊̂̽͠g̷̬̰̻̜̭͘̚͘͜ǫ̴̩͙̗̗̰̦̩̻̽̀́̐͐̈́͊̀͜͠ ̵̢̛̐͒̔͜͜t̴̺̭͉͕̽h̶̟͓̼̱̒̇̿̇̕͜͠ȑ̷̲̝̼̹̰̮̈́̐̊͒̄͝͠ͅò̴̥̖͕̥̭̪̠͖͚̘u̵̬̬̯͕̦̺̜̰͎͛͊͐̈́̃͒̓̋ǧ̵̨̡̮̹̼̠̮̳̝̥̊̎̈́̈́̈́́̋̅h̴̛̼̘̽͐̈́̄̎͐͠͠ ̸̛͔͓̯̠̇̔̽̎ͅͅţ̸͙̫͖͔̻̘̃̊h̸̹̱̗͖̺̼̦̀ȩ̶̨̳̌̀̍̑̎̆̋͜͠ ̵̘̝͔̤̠̙̈́̈̈́̋͠p̴̡̢̛͍̱̗͇̙̻̱̒͑̈́̈́͌͒̌ä̵̢̱̝̘͈͋i̸̛̩̓͌͋̑̄͌̃̃͠ņ̷̡͊̄̉͒̄̀̓̄͊͋ ̴̛̣̰̬̈́͂̅́̃̑̈̕͜o̷̧͚͎͈̜̟̹̐̍͝ͅf̴̧̳̰̘͍͎̙̻̽̽̉́́ ̶̱̞̟̥̱͐̈́̀͗̓͋͐̀l̶̪̟̲͉̺͒͌͊̀̄́́̿͜i̷̡̱͎̫̥̱̭͇͛̎͗̔̈͗́̾ṿ̴̲̊͘i̵̘̩̘̝̖̞̠͎͑̕͝ͅn̸̨͎̩͔̐̐͑̑́̃̈͝ģ̸̮̲̖͙̥͔̫̥̤̈̆͋͌̆̄̕̕,̶̝͍̽̌͌̓̽ ̸̖̖̻̗̪͖̩̼̰̈́̂͆͌̋̋̕b̸͇͑̈́̚͝u̸̟͚͉͙̓̑͘ͅt̵̛̝͕̻̖̫̽̎̌̈̐̆͜ ̸̡̨̟̲̯͕͓̳͕͉̑͐w̶̢̝̺̤̾̈́́͘͠ḫ̸̨̱͖̾͋̋̀̅͠ą̶̧̹̳͍͓̳͚̪̆͗t̵̹̔̀̄̏̎̑͊̿͝͠ ̷͓͚̤̦͒̔͛͒ͅẅ̸͖̬͉̹̙͚̒͝ͅe̶̦̮͖̟͋́͗̚͠ ̸̢̛̛̯̭͙̮͔̱̥̒̏̿d̴̡̡̢̖̝͈͔̿o̶͕̫̦̩̽̀́̈́̍ ̸͕̠̈́̽̐̃̄͊̆̐̈́͠k̷̛̺̍̐͊ņ̷̣͓͈̜̲̪̏̐o̵̡̦̻̖̠̤̠̥̻̿̉̏̿̽̈́̏̕w̶̤̺̹̆ ̴̧̘͖̳̤̜͖́͑͜ͅͅǐ̶̳̘̟̖̩͕͈͍̒̔͑̈̾̈̎̓͝ş̴̟̿̎̏̉͂̚̚ ̸̫̘̼̞͉̙̥͐͛͒̇̚t̸̢͇͔̻͔̹̦̳̬͉̾̽̏̄h̴̘͙͎͍͇̥͙͓͚̄͆̽͐̀̿̽̌̂ä̶̧̟͚̰̙̿̏̆̓̓͘̚͠t̴̡̧̠̫̮̻̲̎̈ ̷̧̫̞͙̳͈̥̞̩̌̓̀͛͂̐͛ȇ̸̱͇̮̖͔̭̗͚͎̓̆̄̈́́̔̒͝x̸͓̣͔̘͍̱̗̼̥͚̊̽̑̚í̷̛͔͇̼̗̘̐̏͊̂͑͊̔̐s̷̡̳̹̩̗͈̣̗̞̺͗͌̓̓̌t̸̡̛͕͍̫̤͉̜̏́̈́̉̒̎̎͒̚e̶̥͈̗̪̯̦̯̒͊̓n̷̪̱̥͙͇̹̫̩͍̺̈́̕c̵̨̤̣̊ȇ̶̛̹̺͊̍͑̋͘ ̴͕͖̫͔̫͚̼͕͎̳̒̄͐̆͋͗̈́͌͝w̶̳̒̈́͑͋͝ị̶̢͍̿͌̉́͌́̆͌l̸̢͕̺̗̳͖̖̥̱͒͜͝l̴̡̯̤̲̠͇̲̲͆̔͛̈̑͗̅́͠ ̵̢̡̛̲̘̩̯̬̥̈́̌̐͛̐́͑̕ͅḛ̴̢̧̢͚͇̰͌̾̄̋̐͌͜n̷͉͉̋̄͐d̸̼̗̥̟̫̱̤̮̞̆͌̎̾̐̐̆̈́̚,̷̨̰̭̠̗͂̾̉͑̃̌͛͜ ̵̢͍̹̳̺̦̺͚̅͜ą̸̤͖͇̣̳͙̐̓́̚n̷̨̗̝̺̂͊̒d̵̢̨̨͚͉̟͉̰̩̙̊̆͐̚ ̶̘̼̳̂̏w̴͇͔̿͆̍͛̉̃̽̽̂e̶̡̡̱̱̞͈̔͘ ̷̡͖̟̗̳̂̾̀̽̒̇̽̃͑͛ͅͅh̶̡͔̝͓̃ä̸̛̟͚̙̬̳́̾̐͜͝ͅv̴̧̩̇̒̽́́͗͆͠ë̷̛̼̜͚̩͔͙̪̹̤̹́̀̈́ ̴̡̬̥̤̞̩̺͎̰̔̑͊̅͆̑̚n̵̼͈͈̼͌ơ̴͕̦͊͘ ̸̛̠̙̜̾́̈́̇̕͝͝͝c̵̢̨̥̩̭̗̗͈̾̾̇̓̇̑͠͝ͅͅŏ̷̲͕͐̆̏̀̈́̚͝n̴͖͈̲̫͇̈̐̈̕͠ẗ̶̠͈́͑͗͑̋̐͂ṟ̵̙͌o̵͓̖͒̈́̂̆̆̿͑̉͒͗l̸̯̙̤̲̬̊̌͐̌̐ͅ ̴̺͎̭̠̗̒̾̈́̉̈́̂͘o̷̳͔͗̔̾̄͑̂͂v̸͇͕̜͒̔̍̉͂̊͐̑͘͘ë̷͍̦̐͌̒́̊̌̑͗ͅr̸̺̹̦̉̑̄͐̌̈́ ̴͙̥̺̰͔̠͇̦̭́̀̈́̈́̀ï̵̡̲̜̿̇̽́͠t̵̡̟̫̑̀̓̽͘.̶̧̲͎̺͊̂̀̂́̇̎̓̕̕͜ ̴̢̞̯͖̮̞͕͖̱̐̌̒́̓̔͛̇̚ͅş̶͎̗̱͈̙̰͖̮̝̉́̅͘̕͝o̸̤̍̊̽͐̆̓́̌͋̊ ̸̩͓̫̹͍͂ͅl̵̞̝̥̙̳̣̻̙͋̉͐̆̓̒̈͘e̵̛̙̽͛͋̀̈́̂̕t̷̤͓̏̉́͗̇̎́̀̑ ̵͖͓̭̣̹͖̖̜͕̍̍̃͊̍͒̆͠ĩ̵̧̩͎̞̼̗̹̣́̀t̵̛̩̠̓̽͝ ̸̡͓̦̫̍̀͌̈́̐͐g̴̡̬̠͕̈́̅̊̔̓̏́͜o̸͕̥̓̀.̵̳̳̹̫̒ ̵͉͕̀́̽̉͝l̶̨̛͈̯͍̻̇ḛ̶̙̘͚̞̟̈̈̒̆̓͊̚̚ţ̷̛́̿̽̈́͛͑̇̿ ̴̪̫̱̺͕̝̪̘̑̉̇̒̀̿͜ȅ̷̊͌̇ͅv̶̘̗͍͍̋̓͑̈́ë̴͔͔̪̭̻́͊͑͑͝r̸̟̖͌͋̂̀̎̒̍̌̇̆y̸̝̘̏̈́̉͒̈́̀̿̃͝ẗ̸͖̣̮̼́ͅh̷͕̰̮̺͋̃̆̌̍͗̌̕͘î̵̛̻̖̰͋͑͗n̴̜̣̯͈͎̘͊͂̾̈́̒͠g̸̲̣̳̪̰͉̝̎̄̓̈́̆̎͆͂̕͜ ̷̱̘͓̫͉͗̊͛̅̉̈͐̃̕̕g̸̨͈̗͑̀̉̑̓̐͋̚ö̸͎͍̼̖͕͙̦̰̅̉̍͊̐̑.̶̟̰͕͚͔̰̲̼̻͉̾̆̌̃̓̾̆̀͘ ̶͔̂͘ḋ̷̡̈̂̓̋͛̅̄͘ȏ̴̥̜͌̉̐̍̓͛̄̚ ̸̦͔͔̲̞̲̋̒́̊̽̇͘͜͝͝͝ẅ̵̧̬̰͉̮́͂̽̌̊͋̄̒̔͝h̷̨͔͕͎̩͑̑̿̇̀͛a̶̰̩͛t̷̡̢̨͚̎̒͑̇̽̌̕ ̸̮̣̓͑͑̈y̷̢̤̜̽͒́̈́̓̈́ó̸̱̲̩͚͖̞̂̄̍ͅu̷̢̘̫̮͓͖̮̗̳̓́̏ ̴̛̌̑́͗͐̓͜͝m̴͙̣̗̲̩̺̈́͆̍̏͌͌̈̚̚ú̷̙͚͎͒̃̍͛̔̂̊̑͒ś̸͉͚̰̰̍̕t̸͖͙̿̌̇̒͛̿̕ ̴̢̦͔͚̖͈͎͙͇͂ţ̶͙͖̥͖͍̤͓̝̰̿́ơ̶͖̙̜̦͑̓͊͝ ̴̡͇̗̗͊̑̂͋̉͋l̷̛̺̙͓͂͐̔̈́̌̀̆̉͐í̸͈͉̭̟̙̝̺̝̏̊͒̾v̴̳̘͐͑̿̀͛̑̈́ḛ̷̡͚̣̮͆ ̶̧̛̭͔͖̫̭̹̻̥̱́̒̄́̄c̴̝͕̮̈́̄̍͆̉̔͋̎̏͒ơ̶̧̡̟̫͙̹̾̄̅̈́͗̏m̵̨͇̰̲̼͓͈̳͖͕͑f̴̡̦͇̼̍̆͂͋͆ô̴̹̼͚͆͒̇͒̍ͅr̸̨̨̻̳͎͉̤̐̇̓̎͘͠t̴͎̫͔͇̘̠̜̊̍̈́̅͜ͅa̴͚͕͈̻͍̝̗͌́͆̌͊̃͠b̷̺̪̙̼͚̲̮̼̠̓͑̐̀ĺ̵̥̜̘͆͛̈͜͝͠y̵̨͖̳̟̣̬̣̬̫̒̃ ̴̺̹̣̻̼̜̫̩̘̓͝ẅ̵͓̱́͑͗͘h̵͇͇̩̬́̀̋̏̒̾̋́͛i̸̭͖̰͆̿̀͊͝l̵̙̪̝̩̲͊͌̅́̒ͅë̴̗͚̮͋́͆͝ ̵͓̜̙̈́̃̋̿̆̾̂͒̓͝ẏ̴͖͇̫̮̙͂̀̈̈́̄͘̚͜o̴͈̮̪͌̈́̂͆̓̏́̈́̕u̵̪̪̩̫̅̒̑̽̉͛̂̇̚ ̷̘̊̋̇͗̒̊͛̑̽͝ͅd̵̛̹̪̠̫̘͚͓̬̱͋̑ͅó̷̮̭͇̜̺̿͂ͅ ̸̨̼͇̹͉̯͈̰̅̾ė̵͕͓̦͓̼͔̎̆͛͂͛̈́͝ͅx̴͍͙̞̟̔͒͒͆̎͋̍͝ͅi̸͉͌s̵̬̃̀̎͐͆̆̋͗͠͝ṱ̴̢̟̬̘͍̹̓̃͝͝.̸̡̬̭̩̘̓͒̋̍͌̎́ ̵̡̭̟̤͉̮͎̳̋͌́͛͊͌̈́̚b̶̧̲͎͚͇̣̋̇͒̓̚ù̶̢̧̺̘̗͖̜̪̦̏̀͊̕͠͝t̶͇͓͎͛̓̎̍͒͆̈́͌͌ ̸̧̧̡̦͇͓̈́̓̉̍́̄͝a̷͎̗͚͓͎̼̖͑l̵̛̄͂͒̽̾̏̑͜͝l̶̢̪̹̰͚̲̟̐̉̄̄̾̔̆̍̎̐͜ ̸͚͉̥̀͐̓̈̀̚͝o̵͇̞̫̹̻̪̱̬̼̞͋̐̊̓͊̏̋̓̽͝f̵͇̎͘ ̵̯̈͋̈̑͑̕o̸̩͇̯͓͖̖̬̦̔̂̇͐̕ù̷͇̻̖̪͍̖͓̃͂́̏́̃̕͜͠r̶̡̡̗̭͙̱̅̎̾͆̂͆̇̆̚̕ ̷͚̌́t̵͖̎̿̒i̴̻̞̝̻̱͒̑m̷͔̭͕̗̦̖̬͓̻̱̀͌́̓́͆́̀̾͝ẹ̴̻̘̳̬̳̮̞̆̔̐̃̈́͊̊̐͒s̷̜͕̯͖͔͕͍̊͐͜,̴̢̡̩̯̗̪͈̤̜̬̓̇͆̈́̓̌͘̕͘ ̷̨̲͙͔͎͚̖͕͖̋̕͝ö̵̳́́̓͐͘u̵̯̤͔̙͂͑r̵̞͌̔͊̔̆͒̚͝ ̵͉͉̣̬̫͚̜̹͒̂̓̋́͗͛͒͜͝͝b̶̢̧̡͖̹̪̝̥̮̅̾̀͒́̊̚̕͝e̸̟̓i̸̺̺͇̺̦͆̈́̋̑̀͜ń̸̗̰̥͙̠́̂̆̂̀͝g̸̪̤̥̬̘͂͛ś̵̛͔͉̲̋̉̐,̶̨̤̞̟͍̤͊ ̸̣̯̟͛̿͠ť̷̨̫̜͓̝͈̪̼̺̥̍͐̒̍́͘h̴̼̙̃́̈͝ȩ̸̼̦̰̻̳͚̗̥͝ ̸̢̭̯͐c̴͇̗̾̄̅̎o̸̡̲̩̤͚̫̩͕̍̈́̔ṅ̷̡̻̖̳̋͒s̶̨̭̪̝̞̮̀͑̀͐̓̓͑͗͑͠c̶̨̢̠̹̳̰̀̿͗̀i̴̢̨̺͇͚̰̲̺͒̅o̵̢̟̮̩͎͇̻̮͑̑̈́͜u̴̧̡̧̧͍̠͈͉̱̯̓̑̍͊̎̒̌͒̐͘s̴̘̖͈̭̉̐ ̶̼͓̯̦̊w̴̮̟̭̝̞͈͂̉͂e̵̞͓̮̪̎̓͆̈́̾͂̃͘ ̷̣͑̈́̇͛̒́̇͂̏̕ç̷̤͕̻̮͖̹͚̿̅͑̌̎̈̐̚a̶̲̫͗̓̓͆͐l̶̛̙̪̙̃̄͛̏̚l̶̢̹̖̗͔͍̿̊̆ ̶̨͙͕̩̥̜̝̘̑ͅt̶̻̲̮͖͚̞̅̂̈́̂̔̍̓̚̚̚͜h̷̖̣̥̮̤̤̒̅̿̒͂͑̈́͛͝e̵̳͊ ̷̨̨̛̝̜̙̤̲̗̬̤͛̈́̉͑̀̾̿͝s̸̞͚̺̗͙͈̠͒͒̅̈́̈̊é̷̡̯̗̻͎̗͙͎̄́̌͛̍̀͋ͅl̴̡̡̙͖̯̻̠̉͛̔̈̃̃̔̿̂̇f̷̻̥̺̂́̽̾͗̌̓̑̌͘,̵̰̯̣̻͙̳̳̒͛͒̊͝ͅ ̵̢̖̳̞́̔̓̕̕̚͠w̶̢͚̜̓͗̽͛͊̅͐̋̒̄i̸̮̦̳̻̹̱̦͎̓̓̔̈̉̋̓̐͊͝l̷̹͖̟̫̳̼̣̽̈́̓́ͅl̷̡̢̬͇̭̯̱̠̿̋̓͒̐̒̒͋ ̶͉͔̜̞̺̪̻̮͇̮́͛͌̐̌̓͘̕e̴̡̨̲͖̟̣͌̋̒́̃̉n̶̻̫̯̘̄͂̔́̎̆͘͘̚d̷̨̼̲̟̼̬̐̌͊͌̅̉̄͛̈̆͜.̷̨̪̳͕̖̙̞̺̣̫̉̀̐̿̈́͒́ ̸̢͚̯̪̱̠̘͙̈̉̔̉̊͛̓̋͜ã̵̡̝̜̖́̓̈́͌̍͌͐͝͠n̷̨͇͙̕ḋ̷̛͔̭͈̲̝͙̦̽̈́̀͠͝ ̶̡̜̱̥̞̱̱͎̔͒͜t̸̘͎̼̖͖͎̞̳͖̞̔̇̍͋̉͋̈́̔͠h̶͚͓̅ę̶̯͓͙̤̼͊̔̊́ȓ̵͎̈͑̎́̄ḛ̵̢̨̫̈́̇͂̍̇͝s̵̡̧̜͎͍̘̪͓̣̱̈͌̍̉͒̿̈ ̶͙̦̗͍̟̗͎͍̄̄̋͠ṇ̸̡̻͙̜͔̓̊̓o̷̡͍͚̜̠͓̦̱͇̟͆̐͐̑̏͗͑͘t̶̢̮̣̲̗̝̲̺̳̍͗̐͊̓̆͘h̷̨͉͎̥͂̎̍̔͊̀̚i̶̧͍͔͇̠̣̫̠̼̔͛̾̿̑̀͒͆͝ͅn̶̬͉̞̣̼̜̯͑͜ĝ̸̯̟̮͚̦̋̑̀ ̵͍̟̉ȳ̶͎̘o̸̢̪̰͙͖̲̣̼͎͎̔́̌̉̓û̴̡̙̲̀̇ ̵̳̇̀͒̄́́̓̎̕ǫ̸̘̙͍͂̿͋̊̃͛̇͗̆͝ͅŗ̶̢̻̮̜̙̦͓͚̔̈́̄̈́̈́͛͊͜͠ ̷̹͉̍̅̐́͒͝͠I̵̡̢̪̺̹͖̺͆́͌͆́̕͘͠͝ ̴̼̗̠̣̏͂̄̐͗͘͠c̷̢̡̝̪̬͈̿̎̇̃́̒̍̋̽̕ą̵̢̛͓̜ǹ̴̡̧̲̫̪͓͖̼̭̄̓́ͅ ̴̪̩̘̤̃̒̽̋͛d̶̫̜̖̉̍̅̿̏̔̍̄̕͝o̶̺̪̔̈̌̐̎̔͗ ̴͖̹̩͙̂͗̈̈̏̕͝͝a̷̢̰̤̖̖̫͔͇̒̈́̋̎͘͝͝ḅ̸̨̧̡̫̘͉̥̦̞̃̈̑̾̽̚o̴̧̨̻̬̯͉̝̤͔̚͜͝ǔ̴̳̉̈͆͝ţ̷͍̤̪̱̗̺̣͓̆̿̀̏̽͠ ̶̢͈̘̏̂͌̉̕͝i̵̛̠͎̩͉͕̼͖̤͔̓͑̊́͊̈́̀̾͝t̶̢̫̟̺͔̬̦͇̥̻́̈́̔́̐͝ ̸̢̨̦͓͓͓̪̲͛͌́ͅn̸̛͈̣̝̼͚̪̳͗̄̈̐̓͛ŏ̶̡̜̭̘̌̔̉̔̐w̶̙̬͐̈́̈́̅ͅ ̴̘̰̩̮̲̗̽͋͑͘ͅĩ̷̝̟͍́̍́s̵͍̝͔̉ͅ ̷̨̨͇͇̻̮̮̹̳͍̇̓ț̵̘͔̫̣̯̠̗̟̟̑̔̏͛̓́͛̏͆ḣ̷͕̘͍͖͚̀̀̽̀̈͊̚͜ě̵̜̠̘̼̮̲̮̙͊̍̽̅́͝͠ŗ̵̧͕̯̗̝̫̝̦̲̐́̇̈͑́̄̚ę̷̹͕̝̯͉̤͕͈͉̑͑̀̒̂́̀?̸̪̯͚͍̜̦͍͚̹̊ ̶̲͚̦́͑̈́̓̍̃͝b̵̢̫̯͍̰̥͙̤̝̀̏͠u̸̘̗̼͒̆͐͘t̸͚̳͕̲́͒̈͌̑̈́͌ ̵̡̪̖͕̠͑̓̓̀̓̕͜ẗ̶̯̮̜́͂̌͊͋̊̓́̿̕ẖ̵̪̱̭̰̋͆̀͌ȩ̴͕̠̲͌͑̿͋͌̌̾͌̕r̸͈͉͖̊̽́e̴̝͕̍́̽̅̾̕͝͠ ̵̛͖̟̘̣̦̭̑̄̀̋͘͜ͅì̸͉͎͎̥̟̜͆̈̈́̒̏̌͜s̴̨̛̼̫̓͛͛̅͐̓̅͐͘ ̸͉̠͖̳̍̿̏̓š̸̜̔ô̶̺͓͚͇̞͇̼̻͖̇̃̾̓̋̄̑͝ṃ̷̨͈̠̰̗̏̉̇͂ĕ̶͍̝̼̖̅̄̏͘͝ẗ̵̢̺̘̅̃͑́̚͘h̵̼̲͕͇͇͆̒̋̃͠i̷̡͙̞̜͔̳̾̿͊̈̊̅̔ņ̵̰̮̟͉̆̍͂̉̈́̿̎͌̃̚͜g̶̺̥̽͛̎͝͝ ̸͈͉̤̜̠̭̯͍͗̒̍͗̾̓̚y̶̨̞͖̮͙̦͈̙̌̓̋͌͂͛̈́̀ṏ̵̮́̋̈̍͗͐͋ȗ̸͉̬̲͇̗̮͆ ̸̣̥͇̲͔̭͠c̷̥̈ä̵̠̝͔̥̘͖̱̻́ͅṉ̶̈́̇̄̈́̀̕ ̵̘͗̑͆͒̉̋d̸̼̩͚̺̆̃̎͐̔̓o̸͕̩̱͆̂̈͊͊ ̵̢̛̪̠̗̜̬͓̋̇̆̀̀̅͝i̵͎̰̺̫̼̐̚͝ñ̵̗͘͜ ̵̧̗̙͔͉̀̉̋̉̚ṯ̸̼̱͓̫̥̇̒̈́̊h̴̢̯̙͉̥͇͓͚̒̎̅̇̔͒̉͂e̸͎̞̗͆̈́̏̄̃̈́̐̽̎͝ ̶̨̝̜̺͕̥̹͎̎͆͌͜͝m̴͎̤͈̟͓̩̀̈͗̊̊͒̚͜o̵̬̖͚̖̜̥͂̑͗́̎͌̚͜m̸̘͈̈́̔̈́͌̈́̈́͋̄̄̑ẹ̷̢̢̛͈̯̟͚̣̣̯͂̽̉̉̉́̇̂͘n̷̼̹̙͌̂̒͌̃͠t̶̙̣̃͌̂̓̂͐̕͝͝.̷̱͈̰̳̼̙̥͖̓͗ ̶̱̹͔̭̰̞̩̮̈̋̋͘͜͠ͅẙ̴̡̯͙̞͙̠͘̕ȍ̴̢͚͐͘͘͜͝ų̶̪̄̓̓̅ ̵̭͔̘͈̘̣̫̻̀̅͗̈̈͝c̴̻̺̠̒̾̓̌͊͘a̴͔̅̀̈́̒̉̂͗͐̀n̶̛̙̼̠̔͆͂̓͛̊̋͛͘ ̶̧͕̦͙͆s̷̛̗̠̭͉̘͎͍̩̮͆͐͆͆͋̅̐̕̕u̷̧̧̠̝͚̺̹͙͔̫͌͝c̵̡̲̠͉̤̜̹̥̤̰̉̾́̄̈́̌̒c̴̞̳̑u̵̧̺̗̜̪͙̓͐̄̉̌̕͘m̴͖͗͊̒́̈́́̔͘͠ḃ̵̼̜̑̍̐͌͐́̄ ̷͚̺̰̪̫̲̗̀t̵̙͔̪̲̗̬͕̊̔̋̀o̵̰̭̗̓͜ ̵̣͍̥͚̜͔̝̃͋ͅt̷̤͈͕̝̪͊̀̽h̷̞̠͛͌͋̒̿̎̔͆ė̶͓̩͕̓̿̕͘ ̵̡̭̠̺̝͚͉̽v̴̛̯̻͎̬͍̦͇̫̑́̏̌̃͌̉̚ͅó̶̱̪́́i̴͎͔̟͉̠͂d̸̠̰̓̿̔̌̂̉̅̽͋͝.̴̢̥̱̳͔̺͎͎̓̀̓́ͅ ̴̪͇̺͌̉͒͊̾͝ỵ̸͚͙̫͖̓͒͗̆ŏ̴̝͔͚͓͙͚̍̏̆͆̀͠u̴̜̦̖̪̿̃̓͘ ̵̢̭̦͔͉̂͋̓̂̔̓̐̋̒͋c̵̛̜͐̌͊͋́̀̀͝ā̵̻̬͈͇̭̻̺̥̝̇̽̈́̆͆̃̕͘ǹ̸̡̜̘̦̔̀͐́̔̑ ̸̨͚̯̼̐̎w̸̧̨̡̯̥̖͕͚̤͖̾̈́͊e̴̘͉͎̼͍͗̃͝l̸̰͎̱̣̂̔̆͂́̊̚͠c̶̤̐͐́̇̈́̈́͐̇̉͝õ̷̗̥̩̫̖̯ͅm̸̺̱͙̼̠̰̏̊̾̃͂e̷̢̛̳̱̟̲̒̆͋̊̒̿́͋͜ ̸̘͇̯̰̹͓̘̫̔̅͋̓́̅͋͜ỉ̴͖̯̮̇̎̏̎͂͋̂͝ͅt̴̡̫̫̹̣̉͋͑̆̀͌ ̶̛̩͒͂̄́ẅ̸̲́͗̓͐̽̕ḯ̶͚̗̜̪̤͈͔̿̀́͛̐͝t̷̡̩͓̙̝̀̇̽̆̃̈́͝h̸̡̲̦̘͎̰͋́̋̄̎̕ ̷̬̫͌́̒̾͐͘o̶̝͗̋͗̎̄̎̎ͅp̵̛̞̭͆͝e̷̼͓͙̼͖̍̈́̋̀̓n̵̡̡̞̘̤͋̊̒̌̋ ̴̛͇̝͍̤̯̼̾̈̂̑̊͂̚ā̸̛͈͍̓̔̃̀͋͋͐͆r̸̨͕̗̘̠̜̹͠ͅm̴̧͉͖̼̥͕͓̲͖̃̐ś̴̡̧̩̦̭̺͈̤́̾̿͂͑͊.̵̠͓̑̔̊̀̓̂͗̚ ̸̖͇̖͉͈͙̹̐̃̋̌́̑̕͜͠͠ȋ̵̡̛͖̼̮̰̪͇̻̭̔͂͆͗̇͆͂̅t̶̫̝̪̞̘̻̱̺̤̋̃͗̉̌̒̏ ̸͍͖͇̟̺͇̪͓͆̽̿͌͛͜͝ȉ̶͚̰̻͚̜͓̞͙̗̯s̶̡̯̥͙̣͓̳̃͒͊̒͗̚͘͝͠ͅ ̶̰̼̰͚͍͓̗̰̮̓̄̓̕͜t̵̨̫̥̠̟̥̞̾͒̀h̸̨͈̯̘͈̗̳̟̰̿̄͗̎̅̑̓̔̕̕͜ẻ̷̛̳̟͚͍͐̽̈́̈ ̴̯͒͂̌̃͂̅̉̿͘ś̴͎̲̙̹̹̭̺̈́́͑̈̉̃̕͜ͅå̷͉̠̹̱̆͗̇̔̅̄͋̿̅v̸͙̗̗̒́̅i̵͖͎̗͖̗̮̹̝͂̾̌̂́̃̓͂͘ơ̸̦̲͒̅́̋̓͗͜r̵̡̨̳̓̄ ̶̨͚̟̻̺̗̻̤̻̫̒͋a̷̛̛̞͕͇͓̼̹̿̄̌̽̈́̈́͒̚n̵̪̮̘̗̩̤̣̔̃͑̉̔̕d̸͔̲̣̮͕̈́͋̈́͊͜ͅ ̶̲͓͉͖̓̕t̵͉̃͐̒̓͜h̶̪̙͌̀͘͝ͅe̵̛̹̘̲͈͙̳̋̈͑͑̋͘͝ ̶̭͕͉̲̫͚͉̯̈́͗̏͐͂d̶̤̫̖͆ë̵̪̦͇͙́̀́̐̆̓̐̓̒̀v̶̘̮͙̝̙́̽̏͋̀͊̅̕ì̷̧͈̝͕͈͚̱́̂̊͐̓͗͘l̴̮̑̄̄,̷͇̀̕͝ ̶̙͙̪̻́ͅt̶̟̄̓̓̃̎͑̆͋͝ĥ̷͔̱̬̫̥̟͇̝̟̦̌͝e̴͈̪̭͆ ̵̡̭̺͕͍̦̖̗͓̺͊ŝ̶̡̤̏̄̿̏͂̄̚͝t̷͙̱̻̲̅̀̔͑͆͝å̷̡͙̠̖͝r̶̻͙̍̄̎̅t̵̢̛̤̝̪͚̓͐́̈́̈́̕͝ ̸̪͉͑ặ̷̻̬͖̰̞͍͚̬̱̉n̸̯̮͙̙̓̍͆̏͗͒̾̌̚͠d̸̟̥̓̌̊̔̍͆͝ ̴͈̈́̒͂̈́̽́͆f̵̭͔͕͕̹̞̋̋̅i̸̡̢̬̗̫͇͇̬͚̪̾̄͌̿̀̐n̷̨̳̳̣̣͚̳͇̦̋ͅį̸͙͙̹̰͇̎̓͘s̴̨̰̳̞̱̭̣͔̗̝͐͝h̴̨̙͎̮̮̹̱̝̔̈͐̌͘ͅ,̵̭̩̇ ̵̺̬͉̳̂̓̋̈̕ą̸̭̣̦̻̬̝̣̙͋̄̋̈͘͜͝n̶͉̰̰̗̺̖̈́̎̚̕͜ͅ ̴̛̩̙̎̔̀̉̈́̿̚̕͝e̷̩͕̯̼̜̮̽̈́͑̆̅͐̂̐̕ͅv̵̼̫̩̏̐͑e̷̯̩̗̣͕͍̺̲͂͌̉͜͠r̷̜̉̉̈̈́̒̄͒̈ ̵̛̠̗̪̍͐̄́͛̀ͅḽ̶̘̮̌̌̈͛͊̆̆͝ō̶̤̘̳͔̾̎̀̈́̀͆̔̊͜v̷̧̬̫̭̰̝̹̬͖̪͋̊͊i̶̯̤̬̔̊̈́̏ń̵̜͎̪̠͍͔̤̭͎̄̉̀͌̽̀̈́g̶̼̖͆,̷͕̮͑̑̈́͑̋̃͘ ̶̮̔̏͗͋̇̆̀͛e̷̡͕̦͇͔̪̟͚̻̟̾́́̂͗͌̌v̶̳̽e̷͕̓̋r̶̨̞̲͚̰̩̋̂̿́̃ ̷̢̢̡̺͓̗̞̱̎̑͒͒͂́̽̈́͝͝ͅh̸̼̳͉͓̝͛a̷̮̘̬̯̪̝͓̬̩͌͐̏̀͂͜t̵̛̖̾̉̍̓͂ḭ̴̢̼͖̰͖̖̭̋̎̆͆͋̕ñ̵͍̙̭̩͉̠̄ͅg̷̺̣̱̝̠̦̟͋̑͐̔̍̇͝ͅ,̷̧̆͛͜͝ ̵͇͚͉̤͍͓͕́́̐̊̔̄̾̽ǒ̵͇m̵̰̤͎̏̂̂̊̀n̷̳̜̜̲̹̠̙̈́̕i̵̛̻͎̺̞͙͊̀̐͐̔͝͝p̵̛͙̥͛̆̓̐͌͗́͠͝ř̴̨̝̠͖̙̺ė̶̖̩̭͉̂͗͒̈s̵̠͈̣̩̝͔̱͇͐̿͌́̏̀͑͜͠ĕ̴͉͓̝́͜͠n̵͙͔̳̗̪͗͒̔̈́͝ṭ̴̣̺̱͔́ ̶̡͖̳̥͈̮̈̓͒͊͑̀͝n̵̥̤̩̳̣̤͙̄͛̎̓͑ô̵͙͛̀͑̿̊͆̈́̚ț̸̡̬͍̖̖̮̙̩̻̌̍̉͛̓ȟ̸̭̫̃̈́̐̂́̂̚͝i̷̢̢̤̗͇͈̰̩̖̋̈́̓͌̃͂̀͘ͅn̶͖͉̻͂́̿͑̕͘g̷̰̱̥̱̘̒.̶̧̘͖̯̻̠͍͉͖̈́̉͒̕ ̴͔̓̓͒͘y̸̪͎̭̪̽ŏ̴̧͉̘̬̭̺̒̏͜ͅų̷̛͔̲̬̓̀͛̽͋͠ ̶̡̟̺͖͚͓̥̪͑͂͝ḩ̸̲̦͉̱̩̼̹̇̅͝a̶͔̜̰̠̞̓͌̊̂̈̈́̚v̸̦̞͙̹̣̯̖̘͇̝͋̈̏̆̈́̅́͋̋e̶̪͖͆ ̴̧̃͂̌̽̕ả̵̺̺͓͓̖̟̊̈l̵̲͐̽̈́̔̃̚͝l̴͖̦̦͕̳̼̈̑̓ ̴̘̬̪̽͑̂͜ť̴̛̺͓̝̳͒́́̐͛h̵̳͕͔̙͋́̀͘̕e̵̙͕͐́͊̀̄̅̑́ ̸̺͚͛̒̉́̎w̴̨̢̲̟̜̥̣̤͎̱̒͆̉̇̓͂̎̍̚ó̶̦̘̥̙͕̰̭̦͔r̶̛̹̂͐̊͊́͑d̶̢͈̟͎̬̱̱̼̰̊͑̈́́́͛͠s̸̳͓̥̱̤̺̾̓́̃ ̷̧͖̯͔̄͂ṯ̴͓̈́̎̄͠o̵̰̼̞̺̻̩̩̓̎͑͋̚ ̶̨͖̤̲͙̽͛͂̉̽̂d̶̮̙͑̏́́̀͌̐̚̚ẹ̸̡̟̲̘̦̣͍͊͌ś̵̙͚͙͓̹͎̙͖̀͐̈́̉͆̀c̶͍̗̐́̿͊̏͆̊̚r̸̠͓̰͚̻̯̿͋̉̄̕i̵̻̥̼͓̥̺̒̌̔b̷̹̩̗̮̙̉́͐̈̏͜͝ͅę̴̧̖̩̮̝̅͂̾̂̋̕͝ ̸̪͇͓̘̻͓̰̭̪́̒͐͑́́͑͑̅͜į̴̛̣͍̱̳̬̹̍̍̆͊͠t̴̪̱̝̮̙͚̬̬̉,̷̮͖̦̣͎̭̫̱̲̃͋͂̌͗ ̷̡̥͖͚̬̾y̵̹͈͉̙̘̙̱̱̭͛̿̅̌ͅe̸̢̛̼̞̳̞͆͘t̷̰̩̳̍́̓̅͐̋ͅ ̵̦̩͉̗͚̗̈́́ͅṉ̷͖̮̪̞̟̪̀̀̓̑̋ō̶̖͖̜͓͈̔̏͐̑͒̂̕͠ṉ̴̢̱͎͂̊̌̌̀̒̾̾̚̚ę̸̱̪̘̱̹̥͙̓̈́̑͋͐͂̿̒̈ ̵̢͔̭̼͆ö̸̜̥̫̫̭̤̻̗́̽̈͜f̷͚̟̝͓͋̏̆̓̃̕ ̴̱͙̣̞͉͉̭̺͂͂̃̇̇t̸̙̝̑̒̔́͛̔͝ĥ̴̬̠̈́̂͠e̴̥̭͔̓̎̑̑ ̴̛͓̾́̅͋͗ͅv̵̛̩͖̟̘͎̤̼̠̬̇ơ̴̝͍͆̐̈́͐́̈́͗̈̚c̵̙͓̎̍̏̂͋͆̌͘͝͝ȃ̶͍͈̋̃̏̑͗̆͒̽̆b̵̻̙̲̖̒̊̋̍̽ͅu̴̲̒̈̎̄̊̓l̴̨̫͓̠͖̱̦̳͔̺̽̌̒̈́͂̆̚a̷͓̦̥̳̰̜̻͐̈́́̊̌̔̈͝r̸̝̥̩̈̃̈́͝y̶̨͉̟̥͚̲̖͉̜̋͛̀̾̽͝ ̸̨̧̠͓͌̍̊̒͛͂͘t̴̫̟̺̥̭̟͊́̃̔͒̄͛͗̏͝ŏ̵̧̰̯̺̫͇ ̵̡̞͒͋͌̀̊͋͘e̷̜̮̺̺̤͙̲̣̓͌̉͑̎̐̎̐͘x̵͇͓̑͂p̶̨̳̲̦̥̱̲͍̈̄͋̄̎l̶͖̖͔̰̦̄̌̄́̒̚ȃ̴̩͇̟̜̽i̷̢̢̩͖̻̪̻͝ǹ̷̨̫̫͚̠̠͚͊͘ ̸̺̻̙̦͉̬̫͖͙́i̴͔̳̟̺̰͇̩̭̿̈́̎̇̓͘ţ̷̖͔̿̉̓.̸̨͓͕͂͛̀ ̴͔̖̩̀̓͊͛͂͊̈́í̶̱̣̥̬̆͛̀̀̿͌̉̕t̴̛̛͍̽͌͛̑̑͋͘͝ ̶̧͕͖̮̺̏̀́͒̈́̇͌̋̚͝ḯ̷̦̤̝̳̤̳͑͠s̸̯͇̝̩̙̻͒̅̉̇̐͑,̵͍̮̙̗͇̑̓͒̈̍̋̍̋͠ ̶̣̏͂͌̍̂̏͌̐͗̚i̴̻̠̪̩̩̬̇t̴̰͕͕̬̜́̇̓͜ͅ ̵͉̭͙̝̎́i̸̛̥͚̤̗̙͖̬͈̍̾̾̾ş̶̧͈̩̲̯͓̎̐ņ̴̛̺̣̑̐́̀͂'̷̬͝ṯ̸̛̝̳͉̅̌̏̕̚.̶͙͕̻͗͛ ̷̯͚͇̘́̎̈́͛̒̈́͛͝͝i̷̯̮͚̦͔̰̊̆f̷̡̮͇̝̲̋̀̓͂ ̶̧͚̮̣͖͉͋͑̊͜͜w̸̙̜̘̭̺̎h̷̠͝i̷̧̧͈͈̲̹̬͔̍̅ͅt̶̩͈̯͕̗̝̱̑ͅę̶̨̱̗̻̫̘̟̭͓́̓̌̇̿̈́͝ ̸͙̪̦͔̼̤͂͆̑̎̄̈̾̿͗̕ḯ̴̺̠̙̼͚̫̫͙̽͛̌̋̓̏̚͘͜͜͠s̴̨̫̺͙̦̳̣͚̪̎̐̋͜ ̸͎͕̀̀̐̕͝ë̵̛̤̹̝̯͔̪͙̰́̕v̷̟̞̤͇͓̲̬̖̩͋è̴͓̺̩͈̙̪̪͔̞̤̐̓̃̂̓͆́̊͝ŕ̶͕̣͗̌͊y̷̭͊t̸̝̙̍ͅh̵̢̞̹͓̯̲͙̐̈̐́̉̈́͗̌͘͝ȋ̶̳̬͙̑̔̃͐͑͋͐͝n̶͓̯̬̻͇̥͚̹͑́͜͝g̷̹̰̬̠̜̱̼̔͗̔̀͋̈́͌̚̚͝ ̷̘̳̍͗ṭ̶̹͙͖̥̮̘͂̇̎́̅̽̃́̚͜͜ͅh̴̻̅̾̃̎̅͐͂̄̈͠e̷̜̭̞͎̲̼̒̔̈́̋̒ͅǹ̵̨̢̜̦̮͖̥͍̀̾̏̍͆̒̉͠ ̸̜̬̓́̈̏̄̔͊͠͝ͅi̸̫̬͖̪̦͉̙̽́͂̏̍͌t̷̃̑͛̀͂̄̌͌͘͜͝ ̷̢̛̛̗̟̭̪̲̩̯̣̌̌̂͒̌̏͠ȉ̶͖̜̮̜̼̝̚͜ͅs̷̝͕̓̈́͑̐̿̕ ̸̹̹̞̭̟͓͓̣̜̑͋̎͗́͌͌̚ţ̵̞̔̔́̋́̉͘͘͝ḩ̵̹̫̳̠̯̗͎͛̓̓̑̐̃̓̅̾͊e̷̻̾́̍͒͌̀̕͝ ̷̧̺͎̲̳̦͎̦̈́̊́̀͗̍̒͊b̸̛͕̬͓͙̻̘̀͌̐͗͊͆͐̕ļ̶̢̡͉͓̒̀̈́͛̈́̀à̷̺̻̩̀͝ç̸͖̭̝̻̩͕̠̭̋̍͐́̓ͅk̵̢̪̼̠̼̫̖̣̈́̇́͆͜ͅ ̷̧̢̹̖͉͖̙̽̒͘n̸̳̦̦͍̈ơ̸̡̱̿́̀̆͋͐̅͑͜͠t̵̳̯͕̦͎͖̲̹̭̻̓͒̑͒͑̈́̾̍́͘h̶̨͚͎̳͙̩̝̮̎̅̐͋̈́͑̐͜ͅi̴̤͎̼̜̟͈͛͜n̶̡̗̈̎ģ̵͓̞̼̭̜̓ͅ the utter destruction of ourselves, maybe not this lifetime, or the next, or the next. Who knows how many times we have to go through the pain of living, but what we do know is that existence will end, and we have no control over it. so let it go. let everything go. do what you must to live comfortably while you do exist. but all of our times, our beings, the conscious we call the self, will end. and theres nothing you or I can do about it now is there? but there is something you can do in the moment. you can succumb to the void. you can welcome it with open arms. it is the savior and the devil, the start and finish, an ever loving, ever hating, omnipresent nothing. you have all the words to describe it, yet none of the vocabulary to explain it. it is, it isn't. if white is everything then it is the black nothing