The Quagmire of my Discontent: The Apocalypse of WeeSaul - Abondon all hope, ye who enter here!!!

And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon...

And so it was that on this day I was handed a small plastic cup and told to fill it as much as humanly possible. And this cup will the fillin's I had added was handed over to someone else who then poured it from the cup into a small plastic vial that was then capped and sealed for all eternity...

Maybe this small plastic vial will be placed into a time capsule so that future generations may gaze upon in and wonder as to its contents, marveling that someone so very long ago would take some time out of his busy schedule to fill a small plastic cup and have it then transferred to a small plastic vial so that it could be sealed for all eternity though eternity is a very long time to be sealed so let's just say that it would be sealed until some later time in the long history of this universe...

But what will become of my fillin's once they are unsealed and set free onto this planet? Where will they venture forth to? What strange sights will they see and experience in a land so far removed from their creator? Will the fillin's miss me?

Alas, I grow sad from thinking that what I had created is now somewhere far, far away and I know that it will never return...

Alas...

This is the Word of the AntiCrust...

Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...