You’re going to convince me of a God?
No; that’s not why I’ve been brought.
You want me to behold within.
You will behold without. You are being let go.
I’ve done atrocities. My tirade has concluded. I am ready for Death!
This is no longer what it’s going to be, no matter what you expect. You’ll take your immediate leave.
You think living is greater agony?
At times.
I will do harm once again.
Then by all means, commit to yourself.
What is this?
Your consequence is overturned.
You are fraudulent. You fool me.
You have elsewhere to attend to. Your skepticism has no impact on the decision. You are free.
Then I will cultivate pain once more, in a great public way.
Then you will return here. Yet, we will send you back. You are prepared to die — I see this. But you are not to die.
Then others, at my expense?
It’s what you’d do, then it’s what you’ll do. Do you not perceive this to be a second chance?
I’m only surprised at the blind obedience of your absurd Justice.
We considered the paradoxical quality of this order. The original consequence is overturned. You will return to civility.
I have never been civilian. I will destroy and mutilate and hoard massacre until you have no choice.
We have no choice. You are free to go.
I will return.
Until then.
pseudo lou 