...and hates bird sounds.
Hates light.
Wants to sleep while it shines.
It even hates darkness. Darkness wakes him up.
Disorientates him. Confuses him.
The Beast hates change.
I puke!
I hit the floor and growl.
I feel like a conqueror.
On the top of the mountain.
Pure ego tripping.
I know this will back-draft on me but I ignore it.
Celebration!
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