Entry 1
There is a man named Theodore Rosenbaum who spent many years in solitude around Pinewood. He heard countless voices, some of them calling him a “schizo”, whatever that meant. He heard voices, but not likeMarilyn Charles Manson. He heard voices like how Moses and Jesus did. Clearly, he was the enlightened one who had unparalleled foresight. He knew everything there was about anything, truly an enlightened man indeed.
One day, Theodore encountered a man he’d never seen before in Pinewood: the Alchemist Next Door. He wore a black coat with many pins, buttons, and symbols that he knew everything about. However, Theodore didn’t say anything as this man would have him killed or amnecistized if he admitted anything. Theodore stared into the man’s soul and saw everything that it could bring. He was an awful man, truly one of the worst people to exist. The Alchemist Next Door’s circular black mirrored sunglasses were clearly just a shield to hide behind.
Theodore approached the man impulsively and grabbed his arm without hesitation, staring at him before walking away. The Alchemist stared in a puzzled day but quickly retreated back to his humvee to go back into the satanic cabal of the Foundation.
Mr. Kreisler heard voices. Many voices of a man who he didn’t know. They wouldn’t leave him alone, constantly nagging about religion and seeking eternal peace. He lived with these voices for a month before eventually caving into Theodore and unleashing Armageddon.
The Great Awakening, unleashed by Kreisler spread across all of Pinewood like a meat plague. It went from person to person and animal to animal, consuming everything in its path. Kreisler sat and listened to Theodore congratulating him on his enlightenment; there was just one step left. He needed to die. Thankfully, it didn’t take long for nature to run its course. Kreisler was enveloped by the artificial sun.
Kreisler soon awoke in Pinewood. Everything was normal again. The nightmare of suffering was over. He was with Theodore in the wooden church. They sat there for a moment silently before Theodore handed Kreisler a golden pin of a square compass. He had ascended to his new immortal plane of existence and consciousness.
He wasn’t alone in the afterlife either. Theodore had many followers of his faith that had sacrificed themselves to live peacefully and worship the almighty omnipresent voice that they all heard. They’d sit in circles and recite the voices amongst themselves.
The voices don’t like the orange clad slavery in the Foundation: it was evil.
There is a man named Theodore Rosenbaum who spent many years in solitude around Pinewood. He heard countless voices, some of them calling him a “schizo”, whatever that meant. He heard voices, but not like
One day, Theodore encountered a man he’d never seen before in Pinewood: the Alchemist Next Door. He wore a black coat with many pins, buttons, and symbols that he knew everything about. However, Theodore didn’t say anything as this man would have him killed or amnecistized if he admitted anything. Theodore stared into the man’s soul and saw everything that it could bring. He was an awful man, truly one of the worst people to exist. The Alchemist Next Door’s circular black mirrored sunglasses were clearly just a shield to hide behind.
Theodore approached the man impulsively and grabbed his arm without hesitation, staring at him before walking away. The Alchemist stared in a puzzled day but quickly retreated back to his humvee to go back into the satanic cabal of the Foundation.
Mr. Kreisler heard voices. Many voices of a man who he didn’t know. They wouldn’t leave him alone, constantly nagging about religion and seeking eternal peace. He lived with these voices for a month before eventually caving into Theodore and unleashing Armageddon.
The Great Awakening, unleashed by Kreisler spread across all of Pinewood like a meat plague. It went from person to person and animal to animal, consuming everything in its path. Kreisler sat and listened to Theodore congratulating him on his enlightenment; there was just one step left. He needed to die. Thankfully, it didn’t take long for nature to run its course. Kreisler was enveloped by the artificial sun.
Kreisler soon awoke in Pinewood. Everything was normal again. The nightmare of suffering was over. He was with Theodore in the wooden church. They sat there for a moment silently before Theodore handed Kreisler a golden pin of a square compass. He had ascended to his new immortal plane of existence and consciousness.
He wasn’t alone in the afterlife either. Theodore had many followers of his faith that had sacrificed themselves to live peacefully and worship the almighty omnipresent voice that they all heard. They’d sit in circles and recite the voices amongst themselves.
The voices don’t like the orange clad slavery in the Foundation: it was evil.