11 october
posted : the KJV : the massive logical fallacy
… standing again , somewhat , your Majesty … but as if coming right out of Sheol ,
the endless and dark crypt of the mind which this tiny consciousness that is left
falls into by only the slightest push … and now feeling so very dirty before you ,
remembering that Sunday can be the day but having so little hope you will act ,
and now dreading that even you act you won’t take me – even I wouldn’t take me
with those oceans of dirt clinging to me … 
fruitlessly trying to remember the many days that texts started running and you
were close , yet those seem aeons ago and I don’t want to use them as bargain
towards you , but instead desiring that you would communicate ‘live’ please … 
bargaining with you is silly : I need everything anew from you because it’s all gone 
and dirty , and you would need to want to give … this is so crucial : your wanting … 
for without that it’s no good … 
but that tiny consciousness has lost courage to look at you , and virtually lost all
hope for Sunday , being terrified for yet another series of gruesome endless days ..
our situation won’t get better but only worse , until – and that hurts – we become the
antithesis of all the beautiful things you showed because Time murders everything ..
so , so long now we waited for you , until absolutely go no more … and right now
only because you always spoke so kindly to us we’ve the courage , even if standing
in shame before you , that you hear us please and feel for our impossible situation ,
that in our eyes seemingly against all odds you want to act this Sunday , and clean
us up from the gnomes that we’ve become to be .. no soul , no consciousness ,
no Life , no power , no memory – but only a gloomy vegetating existence left …
we still fully declare every word you spoke , but that is all that we are capable of ,
we very much wait your appearance because only you are our deity who can restore
us and forgive us completely … please