5: Oh how much I love or rather whichever word suffices, the state pf suffering I have endured. In a way there is love for the struggle one has gone through because, this seems to be all that one has known.

4: Is it plague or, is it so, that no justifcation exists for my state of being?

3: I am plagued by meta-cognition.

2: As much as I fight, I don't know if this is part of the story or part of the deluision. Never-the-less, I'll do as I've always known.

1: All my fears are gone now. It's just me now. Should I be scared or is this the freedom that comes with such conquest?