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Cosmo

If my alter ego's praying to the altar of my ego, self-sacrificing skin, is it pious?
Is it evil?
Does it matter which side of the coin I pick if it gets flipped into space; floats forever further at a constant, spinning steady pace?
No, but that's my anti-matter of opinion, like it or not,' so I said to myself, in a room by myself and as opinions exchanged, both of my own selves fought.
Self 1 took the other by the throat and as he proceeded to choke his victim, self 2 swung and barely missed him, felt his respiratory system failing and started flailing and got lucky.
Space is the final frontier and we're here.
Space is the final frontier and we're fearless.
Satellite, satellite, satellite, caught in a battle, fight or war; it was a one on one match.
Whoever won, I won and whoever lost, I lost, paid the cost and reaped the benefits.
Self 1 was still winning it.
He had broken most my bones and they were floating in a zero-G chamber.
All of a sudden, the second part of myself stopped feeling hurt and began to feel anger.
Which means, DANGER, DANGER, Will Robinson is fucked!
Danger, danger, the advantage has swung.
The advantage has swung.
In a huge leap for self 2, small hope for self 1.
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Fuck the moon, we're landing on the sun.
Rip in the suit, I'm losing oxygen and fading.
There goes another rip in time and now I'm lost again and wading.
Disturbing stargated communities with klaxons and lasers, ignoring settings on our phasers, killing everyone.
I've got a twin blood moon mind with a duality that is anything but into neutrality, but as for brutality,, oh fuck yeah I'm for it!
Let's get every planet in the galaxy warring!
Star system shutdown, evacuate please.
Star system crashing, get down on your knees.
As brain cells divide, I'm tempted to hide but closed quarters make it hard to find sanctuary.
Trying Morse codes and maydays and getting busy signals.
What the fuck!
Does NASA not have call waiting?
Self two has one and self one has zero for a pulse but it would seem the fight is over.
I doubt that this victory by self-inflicted injury will leave a pleasant taste in my mouth so I am over and out.