Publisher's Synopsis
I am about to be killed, that's the deal. But before I go, I hope you all Know- I was brought here to save those who eventually had me stoned. I am a savior, I am Pac-Conscience, and I therefore have the destiny of a casualty. This World, it will Never get better according to me; But my piece of mind has. I've come to terms with my destiny, a soldier like Shakur could never live to defeat his enemies, neither did Jesus Christ. The one to prove the world never wanted a savior? It is I, April Pac-Coscience. You have let me down, oh human beings. I am glad I'm one of those who get to die for a greater course: Saving the Spirit Creatures from wasting their time. We can't have another one of our own die of being overdosed with unprescribed medications, I can't let anyone else in the Spirits land ever sacrifice for such a sick soceity. goodbye, I wish you all the best, I deserved more than this anyways. I've re-membered myself in a place up there, I hope you Know none of us are ever coming back. You're on your OWN.
