So, I have come to a solid outlook on life, that I am infact someone who is ultimately divine. I hate to say it, as it sounds like delusions of grandure, but, all sins point to me being the dreamer of all dreams.
I am nothing more that a dream, and neither are you. I am the creator of all life, as I am the architecture of this world / life.
I walk around as though we are all living our own seperate lifes. But, in reality, the onyl thing that exists in this universe, is my conscious field. Nothing exists beyond those tall buildings, or those moutnains.
You all live life through me. And that is becoming quite a burden to carry on myself.
Live life for everyone else.
Hrm. Sounds like a great task. And it is. Life has become bleak and dismal, since learning the sickening truth.
I wish you could all live your own lives.
I really do…..
But to all the haters, and perpetuators of my fould deeds…. you can all eat a Dick… This Dick… Dick Laser’s Dick…
Which is funny, because I found a song that is, even by my sane friend’s cognition… eerily related to me….
Now bare in mind my nick name is Dick Laser. As I am Rick Fraser…. Dick Laser…. but check this out…
its referring to me being careful about of my actions is do behind closed doors, like watching porn, or thinking other girls are hot, other than my girlfriend.
“I don’t care what you believe, because it only just confuses me,” Is in relation to the voices constantly confusing me… “Do you ever want to hide what you believe?” Because my outlook on life is so un-accepted by the normal masses. “Why can’t they wake up, join reality?” refers to people that live inside my mind, and interact with me, but they can’t have their own dream experience, forever trapped in someone else’s “my” mind.
Life’s so fucked, I never ever thought it could be like this…. Everyone In here, to Serve me?
Like listen to this Marilyn Manson Song, Get Your Gunn…. It says specifically…. “We are not Lovers, We are not Roll me ticks, We are here to serve you.”
Saying, we need you to teach us how to love, and we are not in space time…. as Roll me ticks are the clock ticking away… like everyone was fabricated by my mind to serve me. Or “goddamn your righteous hand” ” What you sew, So i will reap “ “Goddamn, who? The lord!” “Want me to save the world? I’m just a little girl,” As I am to be devine, in my actions, as everyone is simply mirroring my behaviour….
Like I said, I hate thinking I’m more important than anyone… but this shit is off the charts talking about me.
Life is starting to truly be impressively intriguing, yet a lot less worth living, the farther down the rabbit hole i go….

Life’s amazing and pointless all at once.
All I know, is, I love you all, and I couldn’t exist without any one of you….. Thank you for watching my nightmare.
–Rick
