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Murderous thoughts determined to push me to a
permanent state of insanity. An insanity concealed
but very much present, waiting to be released upon
all. Those who deserve, and those innocently taken
are now victims of a disease with no prejudice. No
one is protected from the mind of a madman determined
to bring upon harm. Death is more severe for those
vulnerable and weak. I have no patience for stupidity.
No one can determine when their life will be taken,
so why live your last days weak and feeble. I know to
kill once will lead to killing again, to find which
form of death is more pleasurable. I often thought
of mummifying the victims to create a new trend of
serial killing. The thought of bodies hanging,
stripped of their internal organs for longer
preservation, left in the woods for unsuspecting
wanderers to reveal. I have not yet decided if the
heads should be trophies or sold for use in occult
rituals. If there's money in it, you can count me in.
I often thought of dismemberment. How many limbs can
be severed before death? Using different body parts
from different victims to create one demented
masterpiece. I would feed human flesh to my next
unsuspecting victim, making sure they enjoyed it, to
prove cannibalism isn't far from any of our minds.
Animals eat animals, man can eat man. Why do I think
this way? It's only getting worse.

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