Origin
Of
Creation
See,
back
in
the
1970's
it
was
like,
I
was
a
fetus
in
a
jar,
conceived
in
a
lab,
raised
by
scientists
no
mom
or
dad.
I
was
the
first
human
clone,
all
throughout
my
life
I
was
all-alone,
living
in
a
room
similar
to
a
jail
cell,
in
a
government
lab,
and
it
was
real
hell.
Located
deep
in
the
South
Pole
so
even
if
I
could
escape
there
was
nowhere
to
go.
Throughout
my
childhood,
I
received
no
love,
just
experiments
from
men
in
lab
coats
and
rubber
gloves.
Sticking
me
and
pricking
me
testing
my
piss,
I
wasn't
a
child
just
a
new
experiment.
No
exposure
to
the
outside
world,
no
toys
no
books,
no
other
boys
and
girls.
I
was
a
human
guinea
pig
like
a
lab
rat,
even
an
animal
don't
deserve
that.
The
project
would
have
been
finished
when
I
was
21
I
was
to
be
killed
but
they
had
no
more
funds,
so
they
had
to
bring
me
to
the
states,
put
me
on
a
jet,
and
placed
me
in
restraints.
The
jet
took
off
and
I
was
scared
as
shit,
I
looked
at
the
world,
and
I
thought,
this
is
it.
This
is
where
I
wanna
be,
runnin
free,
throughout
the
medos
and
the
trees.
Because
I
hate
the
human
race,
their
so
fucking
cruel,
they
created
me
but
I
wish
they
didn't
do
it.
The
jet
was
shaken,
I
know
were
going
down,
its
outta
control,
were
plummeting
to
the
ground.
Were
loosing
altitude
and
were
going
down
fast,
I
locked
into
my
seat
and
then
the
plane
crashed.
I
was
ok,
except
for
a
few
bruises,
everyone
else
dead,
good
fuckin
losers.
But
now
my
dream
has
come
true
and
I'm
free,
to
take
out
all
my
aggression
on
humanity,
and
I
will
make
them
pay
for
being
so
inhumane,
and
they
wonder
why
I'm
so
fucking
insane.
You
shoulda
killed
me
when
you
had
the
chance
you
cruel
heartless
pricks,
because
now
I
am
gonna
take
out
all
this
anger
and
aggression
on
on
every
human
being
I
see,
in
any
abstract
and
twisted
way
I
see
fit.
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