What am I in this world? I am nobody, I am meaningless, nothing but a tiny speck of dust. I look around and see all the people who have achieved, who reached for the stars and went there, all the people that matter. And I, I am standing at the feet of giants, gazing up in awe. I am one of many, a bastard child of society, filled with false vanity to protect myself from realizing my insignificance.
I, however, have tasted the Forbidden Fruit. A precious few are special. The rest are all damned to a wretched life of anonymity, of complete worthlessness, having nobody but themselves to value them.
They live only because of their self-deception. They are liars to themselves, they are bastards of the world they live in, they are damned, they are nobody, they are worthless.
I, too, am one of them, but I have seen the truth, I know the lies, of which the greatest of all is life. I therefore will no longer follow the path of false prophets.
I will find my end.
