Suicide Note:

‘If you are reading this you will have found my head splattered across the stairs of my consciousness. It is peculiar thing death – in my perception I will have woken up somewhere alien, yet old to me – for I have lived many times and I have yet to live many more lives. It has gotten old to me, always returning to the staircase. I want to try this.

I do not know how long I still have to spend time here but this will be a good a shot as any.

On scraps you will find notes like this one and be able to retrace my steps.

I am overcome with depression here and typically do not think I am bored yet, for I also think this won’t work. I am just curious…

It saddens me that in this event my feelings have gotten so low that I would comically kill myself with style. So many of my idols have done so, so I wish to go out with a BANG too.

I leave my writings, along with the good and bad I have done to this world with you in this dimension and be sure that I will carry on inflicting my essence unto the next world. So do not mourn me – I am with angels, the elves and the spiritual folk that see me as their peer.

I am well taken care of and do not lack anything besides my love – whom I WILL find.

If you read my texts you will come to know that I believe wherever I am going I shall find and be one with her permanently.

I have devoted my life to seeking that which makes her happy and think I have gotten the jist of it. I am ready to move on and live out the boredom and trivialities I foresee in my future for within the cigarette I smoked before I shot myself I have put all my intention of living for her in the manner that is described.

I am fully confident that intention shapes the world and that with the intent that I had put in there I smoked my dying wish into my body and through my soul.

So without further adieu I bid you farewell’

‘PUFF PUFF BANG’