Yeah I was pretty much an atomic terrorist wannabee. I wanted to build my own nuclear bomb and blow up Toronto if it snitched on me.
I had to smoke hemp, get laid.
I heard Jesus was gonna kill me and torture me forever for both, I was like "Fuck this Jesus, I'm blowing up the entire world, like Raistlin in Dragonlance saga." "Yeah I am the evil sorcerer. Muwahahahha"
I remember going to the Anglican Church youthgroup, getting way tripped out on incense, and being like, "Oh my God I like Darth Vader and Darth Sidious, I am going to blow up another planet."
Then I saw the red lights overlooking the sacristy, and thought, "Oh they are Satan's lights. teeheeheheh."
Then I went and stood in the back of the Church, on the second floor seating, and I said to whatever it was, "I am going to do my most evil laugh ever!" I burst out in a big "MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA." And realized that I was evil, and that was good, because I turn away from sin and repent. "God bless Saint Paul," I said in my heart, "I am a nightmare."
Honestly I figured I better stop going to library and reading about nuclear weapons and bombs of all sorts. I read the Anarchist Cookbook on the Internet, teeheheh this was before 9-11 and mass paranoia about terrorism. My favorite guy, "The Unabomber." I read his whole manifesto. It made me giggle.
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