Morning melodies

[artificialme]

Up
corrupt
stirrup
cup
puppy
rupture
upholstery

Why am I doing this again? A brief exercise in...

I don't have to finish my sentences, because I'm omnipotent, fool.

Definitely going to hell....def..def..definitely. Wouldn't it be funny, though? If I was...

Although... I am god, you are god - I can grok it.

Bodily sensations overcome the mind...as the music beats me into submission (pun, sadly...intended).

This artificial me, the one I let you see. Still though, it's a beginning. Those can be good, eh?