I was peeling my skin off to find the god insidey flesh that whispered a prophecy into my mind. He told that gaben is working on something and that i need to sacrifice my nails and so i did. I ripped my tongue to be silent when the god speaks to me so i will hear every single detail on when the promise will be fulfilled. I will soon sacrifice my eyes to see the day when pain will be eased, i will see the borealis, gordon, eli, dog, they stand there, they will tell me to come with them, but god will keep me away, telling its not time yet. Mark my words as i guide my mind for us all to finally fulfill our priceless dreams. The third number will rise at last