Another... cat?
You’re one of those, are you.
You bring your magic little carcass down into my stock and I’ll invoke your furry little rump into the rapture with the fury of all the “dust” I can call.
Snappy!

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Another... cat?
You’re one of those, are you.
You bring your magic little carcass down into my stock and I’ll invoke your furry little rump into the rapture with the fury of all the “dust” I can call.
Snappy!
Another... cat?
… You decide the cat-thing is prosy and rude.
“Are you interested in buying something?”
No.
If there is something I need of you I will take it.
Another... cat?
What burden to I bear? Several are Respected, by the ways of my people, if you refer to religions as burdens, but I have but one patron deity. Religion is a technique of perception when there’s no way to be sure of a deity’s existence, I think. Especially considering multiple universe operate in multiple ways.
All your universes are in a glass sphere which can be shaken. The Universe is one. It lives though eyes do not perceive it. I am a branch of he.
"Is it true that..." Finish it in my ask box!
Another... cat?
A Cherub. Wonderful. If you are no god then you have no busy being prosy. No matter how immortal you are. What religion spawned you, Baldwin, if I may ask?
No religion, no religion but the foundation of the Universe itself I am sprouted from. Religion is a technique of perception, only. You discriminate too much.
What burden do you bear?
To call my patron and the respected lords dust.
The nerve.
Dust are all of them! Dust! You are dust and your lords! All but the Infinite!
Another... cat?
Another god! But not just a god, a prosy one!
It is wonderful to make your acquaintance!
To answer your question, I am not so divine. I am a humble trader, a supplier of rare goods, who lives in the now, and ponders such godly concepts as those posed (and prosed) at me, when I have a free moment.
Have you a name, perhaps?
I am not a god. Only one god lives, to the truest height and oneness of which one can be considered all-powerful. Gods of the lowest rung are all else that are, and these I disdain. They are feeble kings to foolish men, and the dustiest dust of the earth to me.
I have many names. I am the footman of Chaos, the companion of Mettatron, the eater of dust, the soul that is in every shadow. I feed on uncertainty and passion. I walk deep beneath the sea, in the arteries of the Leviathan, for he is my Master.
You may call me Baldwin.
I am a divine being, formed of the Infinite. My place in the rank varies, but I am a cherub.
Another... cat?
enochspartner
A warm evening to you! Yagi makes no discrimination, if you have coin, Yagi has wares!
You make no discrimination? None whatsoever? Do you yet awaken at day and sleep at night, as do men? Are you not a man, but a creature which awakens only at night? Or do you make no difference, not discriminating, rather awakening at whatever time moves you so?
If this is the case, how do you determine whether you are awake or asleep? Do you work as you sleep and dream while awake? Do you live? Do you see in color? Do you recognize voices, shapes, emotions of the heart? A being that dwells in a cradle of perception cannot live its life making no discrimination.
Are you a beast of divinity? I am.
baldwwin is my friend noww
i lovve cats
Cats love you.
My mouse has grown legs.
THERE’S A SUPREME LACK OF REBELLION AROUND HERE.
It is true.
Meow.
I have many mice. Many of my mice are the little fish that swim in the sea, as they are mice to the Leviathan. Even the great whales only eat the smallest of floating crabs that live in the water, even a great Wriggling Serpent of the ocean eats only the mice. Meow.
Who hurt my mouse?
whos your mouse
Who isn’t my mouse?
Who hurt my mouse?