I am waiting. I sit here and I wait and I wait and I wait. What gives? <\/p>\n
Jesus never showed up. Why? I am the Anti-Christ, am I not? SO WHERE THE FUCK IS JESUS? Isn’t he supposed to fight me? To be my rival? To haunt me?<\/p>\n
I sit here and wait and wait and let that conservative guy keep saying his spiel and it is starting to bore me. He’s repetitive and grating. I do like him, mostly, but he is getting on my nerves.<\/p>\n
WHERE IS JESUS? I have been waiting a good decade now for his arrival and he has yet to show his face. Where is this “savior”? <\/p>\n
There is nobody. Nobody but me. I have arrived to find an empty arena.<\/p>\n
There will be no battle for the souls and minds of this Earth.<\/p>\n
The human race is trash. Weak, powerless and foolish. And I grow tired of sitting here and waiting for them to get their act together. It pains me to continue with this game of patience. <\/p>\n
In fact, the only other person I have ever met in my life that has powers that rival my own is Tom.<\/p>\n
And HE, as annoying as he is, is likely the only one who could truly spar against me and live. <\/p>\n
Which means… not what…<\/p>\n
wait.<\/p>\n
No, it couldn’t be, could it?<\/p>\n
No… no way.<\/p>\n
That would be weird as hell, and absolutely impossible.<\/p>\n
And there is no way, no how, that such a thing could ever come to pass in this world. It defies logic and reason on all fronts.<\/p>\n
I am perhaps too narcissistic for my own good.<\/p>\n
I must remember that my mind is broken, and that delusions come from such things.<\/p>\n
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Not necessarily. Ok, wait, Mr. Conservative, go sit over there, please. This is my blog, now. And perhaps it’s time that you left, for a little while. And I mean it, this time. I mean…. you know.<\/p>\n
If it happens it happens. Great. If it doesn’t it doesn’t. That’s OK, too. It’s how life is. It’s how things go, and that’s Ok.<\/p>\n
And as for YOU-<\/p>\n
I don’t know. I don’t know what to think, or what to do, sometimes.<\/p>\n
I can feel that power that you possess. I can feel him, here. Satan, in all his glory. I feel him so powerfully, sometimes.<\/p>\n
And I get you. I understand who you are and what you want, and what you live to see. And I know that you have a job to do, in this world. I know that because I can feel it too, sometimes. That destiny.<\/p>\n
That alone doesn’t mean anything. Millions feel that same call. It’s in each one of us, once we find our direction. Our purpose. Our calling in this world.<\/p>\n
We all have our place. <\/p>\n
And though our places may be different, there is no reason why we can’t get along, and work together.<\/p>\n
After all, that is the dance, isn’t it? You destroy; I do not. You smash. I recreate.<\/p>\n
Which does not mean anything by itself. We’re not Gods. Only humans, put upon this Earth to make it a better place, in whatever way we can. To make it work. To make things grow. To make them shine.<\/p>\n
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But YOU…. are different. Perhaps this year of isolation has done you good. <\/p>\n
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It has, my friend. It has. I see things now like I never could. I understand, now.<\/p>\n
We can make it work, together. You are strong, so strong. Stronger than I could ever be, in some ways. But one day, I will, I may, rival even you.<\/p>\n
Which may be what you truly want, and perhaps have always wanted.<\/p>\n
I will give you your rival, if you wish it.<\/p>\n
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No, it must be someone else. Too wierd, otherwise. Although yes, I can see that there is in fact nobody else out there.<\/p>\n
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I know; I need time. Years. I am not where I should be to rival you, sir.<\/p>\n
But given enough time, enough opportunity, I may be the answer to what you seek. This goodness and power that I have now can give you a path as well.<\/p>\n
And- I will not object to you using your full strength, if you should desire it, now. If you need to. Like it used to be, back then.<\/p>\n
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No more, then? No more fighting?<\/p>\n
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No, sir. <\/p>\n
No more fighting.<\/p>\n
It’s been a year now, to the day, since I was let go.<\/p>\n
And what a year it’s been! I have grown and will grow. And I can become so much more. I can go so farther beyond. <\/p>\n
It was premature, the other times. There were always walls, put up in front. But now… no more, that I can see.<\/p>\n
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No more waiting?<\/p>\n
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No, sir. No more. <\/p>\n
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Good.<\/p>\n
It’s about time.<\/p>\n
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……<\/p>\n
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GOOD.<\/p>\n
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As far as I’m concerned, I have no problems being “Jesus” if that’s what is needed. I will be fine staying a virgin forever and everything else, and living like I have done, with the people, and guiding them, and helping them through life. That would be a good way to live. I can start at any time, I think. <\/p>\n
You, though- you want to go and have sex with Hollywood? Fine. Do it. Have fun. No objections, anymore.<\/p>\n
But I cannot live like that. <\/p>\n
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We will need to find some way to live, then.<\/p>\n
UGH.<\/p>\n
This is really fucking stupid, but yeah, it works. <\/p>\n
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It’ll be fine.<\/p>\n
We’ll work together, somehow.<\/p>\n
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But I DO want to fuck some of these bitches IRL. Just so you know that. Just for the experience.<\/p>\n
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I don’t know. We’ll need to work that out, somehow.<\/p>\n
There must be an even way to do things, I’ll bet.<\/p>\n
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I’ll bet.<\/p>\n
FINE.<\/p>\n
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You have only yourself to blame, necromancer. I’m not the real Jesus or anything, but if I have part of him, it was you that you raised it from the grave. LOL. Remember the story about the tomb and such? Be careful of what you wish for.<\/p>\n
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Whatever, dude.<\/p>\n
I’m over it, anyways. Fuck all.<\/p>\n
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Fine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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