Extraction from O'mindiary When I was younger (a naive christian With thoughts like melting sugar) My fingers were attacked by Nails and I could hear the voice of J.C. screaming under my skin, Trapped like a slave in my flesh. This Was in those days when water flew in My veins, the rain kept on pouring Inside my head and I denied & killed Him (not with scissor nor knives, but With the inner muscles of my Torso). The rumor says that the Bastard was raped by the cross, but Maybe he was a hermaphrodite who Raped himself. ...det vitala med perpetuella varandet är att vara transparent existerande... I understood that this mental traffic Was a new symbol burned in my Mind, like planets in orbit around me I was stading in the centre with the Sun in my pocket thinking: existence Is an illusion, mankind will face the Mushroom cloud, but I am I, the Ultimate god.