the devil from the dingy window will come and catch me a voice use to tell me when i denied doing homework so one day i went up the roof and beat the dingy window with a stick the devil never came out may be he got scared may be he was not use to this may be he was never their but i had won and from the roof top that day everything looked small and all the sweat and anxious venom gave a exuberant orgasmic pleasure .. kicked the devils yss ……….. ……… …………. the devlils kept on changing names and even the vocies who told of there presence it grew.. the pleasure of hunting the hunter the marujauna of pulsating hunger for dominance making the ego stick long and hard to shove up ..u know where. meeting the more scary has become an addiction .. the bigger the fear bigger the victory a couple of more and it will only be the greatest fear of all for a man .. i love this game and the game loves me back and we often don’t need the others !!!