A new world full of bright beautiful colors...
A new world full of beautiful women...
A new world full of laughing children...
A new world where obviously all of that is fictional.
It's a beautiful world, if you're blind. Laughing children if you're deaf. Beautiful women... well they still exist because in this realm I'll be damned if I'm going to stare at billions of Rosie O'Donnells.

I move in to this world ready to take it by the head and mold it's little clay mind in to my own twisted little design. All it takes is one too many Tim Burton movies, and a bit too much acid.

Will I know truly where I'm going to take this little creation of mine from the beginning? No, absolutely not. That would be dull and boring and we'd be going along a very bland road towards nowhere.

I've played that path before and I'd much rather take the road less traveled now.

I'm going to go at this from a new view, a slightly more demented view. While others will think the world I create will be of no good to mankind, that it will "harm" it in some way...

I just want to reassure those pawns down below, that I will always do my best to take care of them.

That is why we will start it off slow, our own opera. We will move along swaying from time signature to time signature, analyzing each arpeggio to the finest degree as slowly this world becomes my one - great - masterpiece.

I shall be the conductor, and everybody else shall be my orchestra to sway and move our story how I wish.

Tonight, is purely for setting up the instruments.
But don't fret my little ones, for soon we will begin rehearsals.

Drenched in the rain of the pouring sky, head lowered, shoulders drawn inwards and black slumped. I walk these streets this evening in preparation for the start of this sweet sonata that has been stuck in my head since I was a child. For years I've been humming this song in my head, soon I will begin to reveal the haunting tune to all who watch. Their jaws will be on the floor as they feel this soul come from me and in to their own minds. I will leave them in awe and bewilderment!

Rest now those of you in your beds, for soon your spines will shake apart from my divine song.