MackEnzie's Awesome Vault of Rain and Bows

Welcome to my website

Dare I say...

Greetings, I'm MackEnzie Mackenzov III, King of the land of the The's. Hereby I present to you my *web* site where I *do* wacky things. You might think I'm crazy, but I'm actually not. I'm just looking for love in a world where hate is the norm, you might say the *new* norm.

You might think...

Maybe the title text is getting *smaller*, or maybe it is you who thinks so. I don't care, but DO listen to what I have to say: "The END is NIGH, just wait for the NIGHT. Schizophrenia is eating your MIND and *HATE* is destroying your LIFE. Constant use of psychodelics is STRICTLY PROHIBITED in the land of MACKENZOV. That is WHY you have to use them not in a REGULAR BASIS but in a weird and IRREGULAR BASIS. Wait until the WITHDRAWAL almost hits and then CONSUME lots of DRUGS and FECAL MATTER.

Maybe I *am* crazy

Then why should YOU care? (Notice how I capitalized the YOU, yes it is because I'm talking to just YOU, not anyone else, not your brother nor your father but YOU. I do care if your family cares about me the same they care about you but I don't think your family cares a lot about the two of us. *specially* YOU.)

I am not a king, I am a PRINCESS

A princess in distress I must add. A damsel looking for a white knight to save me from the *dragoon*, A HAMSTER IN THE LAGOON. You know what? I have a way with rhymes that don't make any sense. You might say I AM the *rhymer* of the land of the The's.

But the text isn't getting any smaller

To think that you can stop thinking, that you can escape from yourself. Oh, foolish little thing. You can NEVER escape from yourself, not even in the brink of death you can say that. BECAUSE when you're dead, YOU come with YOU to the afterlife. To think that you can be pardoned for your crimes which you comitted in the right mind is not only cruel but narcissistic (Did I SAY that right?). Where do babies go if they are dead before they can commit any sins? Do they go to HEAVEN or do they go to HELL? According to CHAT gpt: AI? Seriously? You've come thus far and you TRUST AI? You trust a machine more than you TRUST YOURSELF? ARE YOU IN YOUR *RIGHT* MIND!?

Here's a list of things to do before the APOCALYPSE

• You never know when the world will end. Live your life in fear for the only thing you see into the future is death. The end of Life.
• You've never made anything interesting, look around you. Great inventors, great artists, great PEOPLE. While *YOU*? You ARE JUST AN PAWN IN THE GREAT GAME THAT IS LIFE. YOU ARE DESTINED TO GET TO THE END OF THE BOARD TO BECOME A KING BUT YOU ARE TRAMPLED BY HORSES IN THE PROCESS. ONLY THOSE WHO ARE LUCKY TO BE SENT LAST ARE THE ONES WHO CAN REST IN PEACE KNOWING THAT THEIR LIFE HAD A MEANING.
• The end is near. So what? Should I live in fear? Should I be scared of what is to come for me when life meets death? You *say* the only thing I see into my future is death, but between the present and the last day of my time, there is life. Life.
• Here's a list of ingredients for your NEXT thanksgiving dinner: DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH