Hey, can someone please come along and help me. Seriously. If you've followed events closely you can plainly see that I'm at the end of my rope. Fix my computer, fix my life, and let me fix this world. Somehow in a very inescapable way I know this is my world to fix, somehow I built it and run it, and I also know this is all scripted, and the plot twist is about to begin.
Something is waking up my DNA and I can't put my finger on it yet, but I think it has to do with the combined consciousness of humanity. Humanity is signalling me to do something about it. A distress call.
My troubles here are blocking my path to there. Send me a guide, a friendly voice to nudge me along. Guys and gals, I know you have the script. The world isn't ready for me right now, but I've been watching you prime their minds for my name, so it will be familiar to them. Do you think they'll believe I'm real?
Overall I think soon it's time for Clark Kent to take off his glasses. They knew this day would come, why did they chose evil when the finish line was in sight? Greed, corruption and egos, those things will killya.
They knew I was real, so then why did they break away thinking they could win when we control the playing field? If they only would have stuck to the script, we'd be much much better off.
Oh well, let's get to it, let's show the world the scope of the evil we're dealing with. It's time they knew some truths. Please, clear my path and relieve my burdens. Serious I am.
Kind regards,
The Creator of Good Things, and some Bad. (wrap your mind around that and smoke it)