forgiveness will not keep my body from the worms. nothing will keep my body from the worms, except fire.

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forgiveness will not keep my body from the worms. nothing will keep my body from the worms, except fire.
the world appears empty to you because you feed off the suffering of others and right now you are gorged so full you can barely think.
the world is full of such beautiful things! maybe you and i should leave it be.
the monster is invulnerable to kindness and feeds on forgiveness.
when will they see? when will they see? when will they see? when will they see? the monster walks among them and speaks its abhorrent gospel, its uncanny mimicry of the truth. and they let it! no one fears the monster until it is too late.
there is a difference between wanting a thing and believing you deserve it; a difference between the inalienable urge and the undeniable certainty. you think of explaining it. you think better. the fate of monsters is no one's interest.
there is no one in all the world, no one in all the world, no one in all the world who should have sympathy for you.