IN order for me to reverse the effects of becoming a negative use of space I must remove my bottom from this sofa and take a walk outside. Then, i shall arrive at Carol's. blond 80's headbanger whom of which is an evil genius as well as fellow innate, and we shall dance to old 80's music with her phonograph then dwell outside once again to where the t-shirtless boys skate and we will lie in the middle of the road, praying for death. While praising Satan on the church steps. As the dumbfounded being, once thought to be smart, dwells on the other side of this cyber-net. Trying to make sense of what I am saying, trying to make his mind more complete as to the thoughts of his self hate. I end it by saying; I love you too. YOU INNATE BEING I DEPART FROM YOUR TWISTED THOUGHTS AND WISH YOU FUCKERS A GOOD DAY