slaan

Upon the the neck of Tristan Tzara I reside, a small lump of flesh.
I speak to you from decades ago through a young man of age 22 who believe he is being peculiarly witty by a complex and minute manipulation of the fabric of reality itself that surrounds me called fractal retrograded chaotic manipulation of the space time continuum, or F.R.C.M.S.C.
To prove my point the number you are thinking of is 42, unless it isn't, in which case it is green, if that is still not the case than i am not addressing you for you are only the part of the backdrop upon which act greater men.
My name is Slaan, and I am mostly harmless.