The hiatus has been long. I've languished in foolish savageries never thinking ahead well enough. The world's a vampire that seeks to drain me but i must work around this. I can be the king or i can be taken as a pawn, easily disposed of. No, no that won't do at all. I must remain the king, unchecked. Minions get in the way, friends are a myth. They lay as waste decaying beautifully in a colorful heap of disgust. I've seen the watchers, they observe, they stay hidden in the distance. How do i remain ahead if i am constantly pursued. Death to the pursuers, that's the only way. Always damn it, always there will be more. I hide yet i'm never really alone. The curse i've given to myself but what the fuck do i do now to get rid of it? Cease what i have come to love? No, never.