KILL THE CUCKOLD SELF
5:29 EST. I’m ranting instead of being in bed.
There is a part of everyone who sits by the window and cries. They lament “No one cares for me! No one cares for my things!” as they watch through the window at the other children olaying.
This is the cuckold self.
You will find them, on the road or on the street, it doesn’t matter, only that you do. When you find them here is what you must do.
Approach them and jam your thumbs in its eyes.
Rip its skull from its neck and split it into two as you suckle upon the fatty juices of its brain. Tear its arms from the sockets and pulp their legs with them. Rip out its heart and shove it up your ass.
The cuckold self is an abomination. It is the worst part of you. Whenever it speaks rip out its tongue. Whenever it looks gouge out its eyes. It does not deserve what it has? Then it does not deserve its existence. Annihilate it and spread the ashes in a moor.
Kill your cuckold self. Love what you love and never stop moving forward. This is divine.