oh my goodness, what was i thinking!?
cracking it open like this... it's all spilled now.
it's a mess. a mess! so many thoughts, ideas, fears,
at eachother's throats. why did it need to happen inside of me?
but then -- it won't be in there much longer. i've set this
in motion, now. i've given my one good eye to somebody with
an agenda beyond my own. a shame. a pity...

and now... i'm away from those i trust. but that was my own choice.
to perhaps, in time, build a monument to things that i do not
understand. and to do it... alone? alone... but -

isn't that what i always wanted? maybe. a depressing realization,
however, is indeed that what i have allowed to thrive is not
something i fully understand myself. i am so completely
out of touch with my ideas and amibitions,
and yet they pilot me anyway.

perhaps that's for the better. or perhaps it will be the end of me.
we'll... see? we've seen, have we not? i know nothing. i'm an idiot.
a fool. but perhaps - a powerful fool. there's work to do...
and anybody with a brain would balk at it. i'm terrified of
the monster that brought me to start... creating...
but even still, in spite of such terror...

i... still know i'm doing what needs to be done.
yes, certainly. they will have my regards.
all this, so you may...