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// Page 193 
// Story: Diary of *illegibly smudged* 
// by Thought Prism 
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*illegibly smudged*

It is done! I have recovered from my, well, my 'high'. I suppose one could call it that, though such is an inadequate descriptor. While I yet comprehend only a spec of the whole truth, that was enough to make me weep and bleed and bleed in peace. The unshackling of what was not to be, yet always was, is complete! Soon, soon, soon, everything will change, glory and ascension abounding as the sky and sea and flesh and creation and destruction become one! A new golden age for ponykind is about to begin, where the burdens of existence may be shed! None shall toil, but instead be moved! The atoms, the cosmos, even Princess Twilight Sparkle will do as IT wishes, as ITS will is the only will!

*illegibly smudged*

IT has left me, as expected. I am alone again, but not truly. I will wait for IT to return, for my existence has no meaning without ITS perfect guidance.