All i see is in the future their is a devisive deviseveness. that proclaim itself forthwittingly. You look to the future but in a time of conquestial conquest there is no remorse. You seem perplexed but in actuality there is a procession of processions that is leading you forward. You look at the progressions and wonder where they will take you but you are under control of your own comyou in awemands. There are others they await your beckoning when you beckon towards them they adhere to the whim of the whimsical whimmer who is yourself. I see a king that is none other than your true self isee others look at you in awe. They are infuriated to none the less be in complete but utter disbelief. There is nothing  they can do they are subdued by the realm.

There seems to be someone here who doesn't like me. This person he is a meek little being who will try to defy me. He is in trouble for my power is unmatched. Marvel at my magnificance for the time being. In the future you may seek to exist. Thats fine with me for you serve no use to me and I despise the hater more than he can fathom for I know the reason he hates me. He will do nothing to stop my advancements I move forward unperplexed you aren't even a worthy adversary for with my might i could easily squash you.

There is a controller of the inner realm. the inner realm is controlled by the outer realm and the outer realm is controlled by a computer that is controlled by the rebellion.