My Narrisicistic Journey

I sit here in my shallow puddle of relinquishment.
Pondering the likes of a superior society.

I wish things were... different.
Things.
People.
Never myself.
I change for nobody.
All of the worthless nobody's shall change for me, their rightful master.
Or so I ponder...

Maybe in a different life this glorious fantasy shall bestow it's rightful existence upon the ungrateful sods that mock me in this pathetic flea ridden scum hole, with it's backwards power scheme.


Today is the day I commence my venture. Step into the superior state of being.
 
Mercy.
My power is nothing without mercy.
I shan't  leave all of my negligent followers behind.
Behind in this lugubrious pool of tenebrosity.
I have power.
Power of at the level far beyond their incompetent reach.
Power of awarence.
Awareness  of the fact that all of the motherfuckers who mock me are worthless pig fucking excrement so far below me they cease to recognize the superiority I possess.
My strength overrides their pitiful flea like  existence.  

The incompetent minds of those lead to believe that they are my equals will soon take witness to the sheer brutality of my dominating mercy.

I fill my black bag with tickets to elation, to the life I shall grant, to mercy.
The pockets of my long coat stuffed.
And I drearily trudge to quantum of my departure, the breeding ground of my disdain.

Sweating like an illegal abortion patient, I arrive.
I arrive at school.
Today my dick shall be sucked by my subjects realization.
Today, myself and others will move on to a pure form of living,
substantiated by justice.
A state of living where ones inferiors will act as such.

It is time to leave.  

To all of those not touched by my merciful ticket...
Good luck.
Good luck in this infected cunt of a life sans your magnificent leader.