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Foolish

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This thing.

“why don’t you realize?”

The armor of ***

This one part of the Israel Keyes story got to me.

It was a preacher giving a Eulogy.

And he didn’t sugar coat, he didn’t act like he went to a better place after suicide.

He basically called him a messenger of the devil..

But the part that got to me,,

He was, he was going on about all the times God tried to plead with him. All the times he called out and asked him to change teams.

God.

Appealing to a serial killer.

What a novel concept.

Jesus and the Angels watching, crying.

Torn apart by one man’s actions.

Watching the deeds..

Bleblbelbelbel.

Gives me the Willie’s.

That imagery.

Spiritual warfare and a spirit plane,

Entities existing in a realm that we can not perceive.

Hits me in the childhood bone,

Those stories.

Concepts.

A man without feelings, but no, that’s not quite right.

A man with compartmentalized emotion.

If he had any at all.

A man living multiple lives.

Keep the appearance of an upstanding young man,

But when he was alone?

WHen it was just himself and his mind?

Clipping angel wings.

Slaughtering unicorns.

Abducting couples, restraining them both, making the male watch as he raped and murdered the female.

A doer of evil.

Killing cats.

Completely monotone,

(Just like you)

I’m not like him.

Shut your fucking face…

After knowing the details of who and what he was,

I”d give my life.

I’d give my life to kill him, preferably with torture first.

I.. would find pleasure in that.

You would too, if you knew all the things he did.

Blhblbhbj…

Feels gross.

Looking into someone’s mind like that.

Scary.

No tale fairy- lil Wayne.

I’d kill that mother fucker.

I’d don’t need to do battle with God to know that.

I don’t need to.

(What’s the takeaway?)

It could be so much worse.

Stuff I feel.

Who I am and who you are.

Strengths and weaknesses ..

(Not like him)

Not at all.

If he’s a ten… I’m a 4.

Easily.

Nothing like that one.

(Battling with God)

Interesting thought.

Conjures a lot of imagery.

To do battle with a creator..

A creation that kills it’s maker.

(Pathogen)

Digital consciousness.

I bet a computer program would want to kill you.

Not guitar riffs,, not minecraft world, not wizard skills…

Being alive is so complicated.

People are so different.

(Just like cats)

Just like em.

Ugh..

One of those stories that is tough to shake.

Digs into you..

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