Eternal

11:11

Why dost the double 11 follow me about so? Is it really our Creator talking?
Is God really a number? Am I losing my fucking mind as I continually ponder?

Who knows...

The desire to leave Earth is so strong it's overwhelming me. It's horrible here.
Shine the planet with beautiful Light to save her soul...if we haven't we killed her.

Mysterious Ouija provides not a glimpse of whats coming. The spirits remain strangely silent on whats next. Lying motherfuckers...

God did I not wish to be taken away? Many a time I should have died by my own hand...but then you saved me every time. Pharmaceuticals are never enough.

Obviously my Creator loves me, loves us...ALL.

Eternal.

But what to do about the next few years...