i was never pure, only more, yes my mind is more and more by each gulp, it feeds me, my tongue is the leech, LEECH, LEECH IT, LEECH IT ALL, AHHH its finished, dimished, gone, NO MORE, where, Where did it all go, INside? oPEN HIM, yES my lord, ahhhh, dont cut, dont cut, his heart falls and in it the cream has been digested, migrated to his soul, connected with the host, and disconnected from its longing beast.