(My baby girl, I understand your vulnerability, I hold nothing against you!)
Do you mind if I leave the door open to the wind
to let it storm in with its whispers, that it is getting
cold and I am growing old, yet so much bold? And
who can scold an intrepid soul for inciting some
desperation among the wicked! If you could scold
me for my impregnable indispensability, when they are
trying to make me seem irrelevant?!! Hahahahahaha!
My darling, I don’t want to own you, or cherish you,
if it makes you cry; but I can’t help thinking about you,
as I feel the sunlight streaming in from the window! You can
take it that I spent all the summers of my eternity
(and the winters) holding out to the hordes, bravely!
If Mont Segur can fall a billion times, and I can still
survive, do you realise that virtue cannot be subject
to palimpsest? You think the evil of the EU, or any entity
that seeks to demean me, with their vulture-culture
that entertains the idea that evil can survive on the veal
of virtue? All righteous men can die in the moment, but they
will rise in posterity to shake out the villainy, and make it
suffer in terrible reprehensibility for all eternity. Ask the
evil to consult their own harbingers! I never make delible proclamations!
You know, time is a rag when compared to the awesome
fabric of eternity! My armies were made to suffer for my
loyalties to them, do my enemies know what befits them (my
enemies) and what will befall them in posterity? Providence is
not impotent, nor is it ignorant of justice in its deliberations
or deliverance. So, let them call me irrelevant for the time being;
untill I unsheathe my sword, on behalf of all the brave ones who suffered unjustly!
Crime certainly gets its retribution(!), Saint Paul, Ananus, please note!
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