The throbbing isn't going to stop anytime. It will keep on throbbing, pounding my chest like a chinese drum. There isn't much of me, I know. I an neither famous nor successful in anything, I know. But the throbbing, it is not beating like a clock; tick tock but an amplifying firy base of carnage. I'll wander more with more revealing emotions and spectres if I continue and I'll probably bore you death so I'll stop right----------------> here.