"Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:
And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial."

I return not as a ghost but a man in need of explanation.

I left this world in the hands of a madman with hope things would not become worse.

Apparently I was wrong.

It seems I must rectify the situation and take up arms once again.

I take my leave from the desert of the real and enter the Matrix once again.

See you on the other side.

Welcome back GoD!

Good to see ya, how ya been?

Indeed for if you are not a Machine Operative, expect Agents to pump you full of lead..

Lulz of the day. No more posting for you k?

Welcome back Mr.